As soon as he jumped into the back seat and closed the door, Mike squealed tires in pulling out of the driveway.Finally, we pulled into an empty parki...g lot up the street and I noticed that my husband's hands were shaking as badly as I was."What did you see?" he asked me. Feeling insane, I told him everything."Yeah," he nodded when I was finished. "That's pretty much what I saw too. Except that I saw that black mist all over you, like it was smothering you. I tried to pull you away but. Do you understand? That's why I'm focussed on whether you can torture a woman, Mr Pendrill. I must show the department that the man I choose is capable of hurting me. So once again, I ask my question: would you like to hurt me, Mr Pendrill? Would it excite you? Would it turn you on?" Yes, mam," he replied truthfully. "It would."Cecily considered the reply carefully. "I've explained that I have a powerful sexual drive. I expect my conjugal to be attentive. I expect him to fuck me frequently -. Or rather, heads to groins. I rolled over on my back, keeping her on top of me. I slowly moved my tongue over the length of her swollen slit. The aroma of all of the day's play combined into a heady mix. It was heavenly. My limp cock stirred.She must have had her eyes open, as she immediately sucked in the pink head swelling right under her nose. Her next actions told me she was bent on bringing me off as fast as she could."Slow down, my love. Go to completion, but please make it last." These. Some of the patrons also looked at her wondering what the heck she was doing. She looked around at them, smiled, and said to all within hearing, "I just want to dance with the music man." There were a few guffaws and some nervous laughter from the crowd as she came up to me. "You wouldn't turn me down after I made a move like that, would you?" she said. I stared at her. "Huh?" I said. She giggled. "You wanna dance with me," she said. I nodded. I don't think I was altogether with it at that.