You bind and spread my balls one length of satin going around my back to one cuff and the other around the other side. No matter which way I pulled my...hands I was pulling my own balls apart. Then you tie off the bottom of my cock keeping as much blood in there as possible. "Amazing isn't it? Now you know one of the reasons I had to gag you," you say smiling. "But it is only the beginning of the pain you will endure this night." Painful it was and I nearly had tears in my eyes. You had the. I felt a cold anger when I saw the man who had started the saga as he led a weeping woman, whom I presumed was Stephanie's mother, behind the coffin.I stayed in the background, only entering the church after everyone else. As a total atheist I deplore the whole idea of religion but funeral services are the worst. Stephanie was gone, not to somewhere greater, just gone; not because it was a god's wish but because I was jealous and petty. In many respects I should not have attended but knew that. About 5 miles down theroad the bitch regained full consciousness and her frantic sounds through thegag aroused me immensely. Within 20 minutes I pulled into the driveway of myhome which is an isolated rural area. Opening the garage door with an electricopener I drove inside and prepared to unload my cargo. I wasn't too concernedwhether she saw the garage interior or not but I donned a ski mask so as tomake identification of myself difficult. When I first picked her up I had donneda blond wig. Holy crap, Joe, I want to be mad at you, but I'd fuck my wife if I were you and now, you're eyeballing them too. You're not touching your cock though, is it because you just shot your load inside my wife?" Once again, I shut out whatever might have been said, but I rested assured that Sandra was making Keisha feel wonderful, as I felt more turned on than ever, after I knew he definitely came inside my wife. I couldn't be all that upset because I loved her and if she felt strongly enough.