All I could do was look at him with half-closed eyes, whimper through my gag, and nod while my cheeks burned in shame. "Good Gurl. Come along." D...ddy tugged on the leash as we walked along the parking lot towards the door of this seedy place. I wasn't even sure what town we were in anymore, I had heard & read about places like this, but I didn't know one was nearby. Daddy had put me through more than I had ever experienced before already, and I was more and more in his control. Nobody. The third time was memorable because it was the first time we had a place to do it and plenty of time. We could both be naked - finally - and we were 99.9% certain that nobody would show up at his house until at least 2 hours after we got there.Being together in his bedroom and knowing that we had two or more hours to do new and thrilling things to and with each other, and with almost zero risk of being caught, made us both let ourselves go completely. We took a shower together to get ourselves. Like a woman a thousand miles away with her mind on other things, Jenny used the back of the fingers on her left hand to brush across his shaft; across the tip of his crown as he unbuttoned her top. Like a condemned convict facing the gallows, Jenny straightened up enough to let Conrad peel the dress back over her shoulders so it hung down over her waist. Once he had the remaining buttons done, it fell away, and Jenny was essentially sitting on her dress. She tried to ignore her husband. She. Her nipples are fully erect and he uses the pads of his fingers to stroke them, around and around. As his hands move in circles, she starts moving her hips in circles mimicking his rhythm against his firm manliness.She can only slightly moan in response, knowing that words are not needed at the moment, just his human touch.His right hand moves away from her breast and slowly traces a path downward, sometimes circling back up and then moving further down each time until it reaches her throbbing.