She was so like...I let memories drift back, memories I had cherished and agonized over, memories that had shaped my life. They came back in a rush, a... if it was only yesterday, crystal clear.Mourners drifted away, smiling gently in sympathy, shaking our hands, and giving soft words of condolences. Alexis stood at my side, ramrod straight as if holding her body rigid would control her emotions and lessen the pain. Sorrow poured through me, heavy and unwelcome. Staring down at the side-by-side. Next he placed a large ‘clothes peg’ on each swollen nipple, it was a painful/pleasure, like a lover who bites a bit too hard. The whole thing was a bit new to me, being like this in a public place and in bondage that went further than anything he’d tried at home. The spot he had chosen was barely 30 yards from the path, and I was helpless, he had tied me more thoroughly than the last time, but I was excited. I felt sure I would be seen from the path. But then he pulled a black silken blindfold. I just loved watching his cock slide in and out of her juicy cunt as he fucked her until she came again, Now it was my turn to dress her in one of my fave outfits and fuck her real good.We had a drink and relaxed until late afternoon, we were still horny and hard so my wife dressed in a new fave outfit white camisole suspenders & stockings with heels, before i could reset the camera her ex had mounted her from behind for a quick fuck, this was too good to miss, with my cock aching in my hand i. .. and your name is... ?” He took a deep breath, admiring the curt tone of her voice, his momentary hesitation in responding, having Dora enjoy his meek vulnerability.“J ... John ... John Smith...” His face reddened immediately, at being so bold as to feign an identity before such a woman, and with such an obviously false selection, the fear that she’d have nothing to do with him, showing in his eyes. Dora smirked, males often came under her wing, wishing to remain anonymous; those who were.