For another ten minutes Jerry and I continued to toy and play with Cheryl, her legs and her tits. We got another round of drinks and talked more. “I...��ll be back in five minutes,” and Cheryl stood, heading to the hallway where the restrooms were.Cheryl returned five or so minutes later, slid into her chair and leaned towards me.“Here, satisfied now?” She said as I felt her hand move, and the the obvious feel of the slick strap of a bra strap. My hand immediately moved up and pressed against her. Neither of us ever got to fuck her.That was fine with me because I really didn't like penetration as much as she and Mindy did. I liked kissing and caressing and licking with all my heart until I couldn't do it anymore, but the penetration didn't turn me on much, unless I thought about who was doing it and then only if I thought it was my dad. I never shared that with either of them. To me it was really weird.The fun and games with Roxie and Mindy didn't last more than four or five months. One. F's home, I return the chastity belt key to the young woman who has just spent a week fucking my husband and me, but I tell her that if she doesn't want to stay with him, she only has to ask and I will bring her back and start looking for another opportunity for her. I assure Chelsea that I will check in on her frequently for a while to make sure that she adjusts okay. Mr. Fuscia is waiting for us when we arrive and shows us right into the house, into the same room where I had watched him. He pushes me back as i try to struggle moving my arms but he holds me down my cock hard and throbbing standing up as he runs his fingers over it stroking it hard, the head glistening and throbbing. I can feel his stubble against my face and his hot breath as he kisses me our tongues intertwining like serpents, his bare chest on mine the sweat from our chests making them glide together. He snarls in his voice as he speaks "Your my bitch now and I’m going to make you pay, I’m.