I’m not going anywhere until you’re completely satisfied, understood?” Suddenly, I felt his tongue, warm and wet, sliding between my neglected s...it—he dragged the flat of his tongue up and down my pussy—sucked my lips— paid fleeting homage to my clit—continued fingering me—tenderly fingering me until I lie in a trance, looking up at the ceiling, savoring the velvety manner in which my clit slithered between his lips. I’d expected him to ravage me, but he didn’t. I’d wanted his cock to pummel. I adjusted the lighting so that it looked like a more natural setup rather than for camming. I placed the buttplugs, vibrator and lube in the bedside table draw and remade my bed and applied a bit of basic makeup. I didn’t want to look over dressed or made up, something more natural like I was waking up with morning wood and masturbating because I was so horny. Which in reality wasn’t too far from the truth.I clicked record and got myself into bed. I feigned waking up and stretching, the covers. We set up the scenario where he would show up at my house, and then as I showed him pictures of my wife, he would go into the laundry room and pull out a recently worn panties. I was nervous and apprehensive, but still decided to go through with it. My heart was racing. He had found the freshest pair of her panties and a clean pair. He walked back into the sitting area and told me that my wife needed his big cock in her pussy. He took off his pants and exposed his long fat cock. It appeared to. First stop, the Grosvenor Hotel! Wow! She'd wanted to go here for sometime. This is amazing she gushed! Bbbut, I've got no clothes... Have faith he smiled as he passed her a selection of bags! She was in heaven as she saw he'd been shopping for her... Boux Avenue.... Mango..... She had a whole new wardrobe!As expected she looked absolutely stunning in her outfit, a classy black shift dress, with a split that just revealed her stocking clad legs, worn with kitten heels. Yes, he said to.