. I thought the novelty would wear off and I would get tired of watching my husband on all fours but I am just getting started!" she said, her breaths...getting quicker.I started to pick up a slow, steady rhythm, rocking forward until I felt the head of the dildo stretch me a bit, then rocking back to suck the whole thing back inside. I started to moan with pleasure. Any and all pain was gone, the cock slide effortlessly in and out. My own cock started to leak cum on to the floor."Ooooo... I was. This went on for awhile, before Ilost the battle and collapsed. Imagine living in a desert all your lifeand then seeing a lake. A wonderful dream come true. Anyway, I thencollapsed on the floor as my legs gave out. I lay on the floor, looking up at her, and praying that this wasnot a dream. She looked down at me with an amused smile on her face.Problem, Slave? she asked, with a smirk. Slave and Master were hernickname for me and mine for her. No Master!, I replied kissing herfeet. . “You’ve got nothing in your kitchen.”“I don’t cook,” Dexter said. “I nuke.”“I don’t nuke. I cook,” she said.“Feel free,” Dexter said.When Amber left to do the shopping, Dexter took a seat in his easy chair, wanting to rest a little. He didn’t seem to have much stamina, and he didn’t feel like he was making any gains in that area. He hoped by having Amber around, he could concentrate on recovering from his surgery.When Amber returned, she carried a bag of groceries into the kitchen.Coming out,. ) Nevertheless, ourwives bought our story. They never expressed any interest in accompanyingus. Bill would actually go out fishing for a little bit during the dayon our trips. Susan eventually wondered why my fishing equipment lookedunused, so Bill began alternating the equipment.I put my bag in the car, and we took off. We made a few stops; first, ata storage facility, then at a drugstore, and finally, a grocery. I keepmy real travel bag at the storage factility. It had soon becomeapparent.