Her big round ass and pale white skin was irresistible to them. 'I can't just let this happen again!' I told myself, trying to build up the courage to...confront my wife, 'When I get back to my desk I'll send her a message saying that we need to talk about last weekend and I'll tell her what I knew once I got home,' I told myself. I got back from my lunch break to a voicemail, having left my phone at my desk. "Oh, hey. I decided to head over to Trish's early. I finished packing and figured you. I am guessing around one hundred fifty pounds. Bottle blonde hair with dark roots. Freckles-she never wore makeup. And dark eyes. Her tits were okay and she had a nice shape. And she was married to a big time realtor guy in our town. I learned how often she would color her hair, about every six weeks. Sometimes it would be very blonde, sometimes golden blonde. Sometimes she would get it before you could see her roots sometimes she had some dark roots showing. But I always made it a point to. I gave his cheek a smack and said, "I think it's time to letKayla come out and play."I gave the butt plug a pull, and it slowly slid out of his ass with aslurping sound as he groaned."What do you mean, exactly?' he said.Knowledge was welling up inside me. I knew what I had to do. "I'mgoing to give you a makeover next door" I said, pointing to theslightly-open door between our rooms. 'But first, I need you toshower." I led him over the threshold; everything seemed brighter andmore vivid over. At this point you just want your release. You try the restraints again and find that they are still holding strong. You hear Dave taking a seat somewhere. “Just listen”, you can hear him say. You can’t believe that he is leaving you in this position. Dave softly whispers from across the room, “do you know what you do to me, baby?” Dave takes a deep breath and moans softly. “Yes,I’m touching myself” he informs you from across the room. He demands, “Does it turn you on knowing that I’m.