I encouraged her to watch porn and look at various categories. She slowly enjoyed being treated like a slut, being touched and tease men.Even get fuck...d in front of her hubby or kids! Her imaginations ran wild and she was experimenting a lot in her head.One day I told her I would bunk office and visit her. We both lived in the same city and were around 10kms apart. I left my home and asked her to WhatsApp her location. I reached her apartment around 11 am.I rang the doorbell. She opened wearing. "He got a grim looking smile in response. "You're supposed to remind me about that when I meet him, but thank you for reminding me that you don't get any sex for a month." I can live with that," said Bob. "You have the right to be mad about it, but you should be mad at me ... not your father."She looked confused for a second and then tilted her head, examining him. "I know," she finally said."Good. Now, I don't mind sitting here, if that's what you want to do, but if you need some time alone to. I tweaked the nipples causing her to push back on my cock with new urgency and more moaning came from her mouth. Her hips and thighs were enveloping me while her tight pussy was initially resisting my cock, but then was grabbing it with soft pulses. She whispered into my ear, “My God, my pussy is so tingly. You make me feel so full. It feels wonderful!” I could only moan in agreement as her hips moved downwards and buried me completely in her love tunnel.Angela arched her back to position. It is a lovely, thick, heavy, blue bullhide flogger, with a deep scent of leather, the kind of aroma that, when I ran it across her face immediately caused her head to loll forward. I worked on her back and ass with the flogger, then had her spread her legs more so that I could flog between them. I noted with amusement that even strapped in and being beaten, she still stood on her tiptoes with her ass jutting out, maximizing how good her already perfect ass looked.I put down the flogger and got.