My clit was sore every night when I went to bed with my husband. I began to fantasize about acting out some of the scenes I witnessed. After a few gl...sses of wine, I approached my husband to see if he would be interested in some role-play. You know, maybe tie me up and give me a spanking? Disaster. He just wasn't in to it. He kept saying he loved me, why would he want to hurt me? I went back to masturbating to that website and my blogs. I noticed that all the blogs had a little envelope you. His heart raced as he realized that he had a new scooter. Suddenly he turned and launched himself at Jerry.Grabbing his father in a great big hug, he cried, “Thank you, Dad!”There were times when Jerry really enjoyed being a father and the relationship that he had with his son. He put his arms around his son and hugged him tightly amazed at how his son had thought to thank him first before even touching the bike. He answered, “What are fathers for?”Pulling back, Bill wiped the tears from his. I told him I knew a place we could go and have some fun and he said let’s take a ride. My heart started racing as we got in my SUV and headed to a local park nearby. As I drove toward the park, he reached over and started rubbing my crotch which let me know he was serious. I told him to keep doing it and felt my cock getting hard in my pants!I drove to the front entrance of the park which has a very large parking lot and since it was in February there were hardly any cars in the lot. I drove to. Pleasing him with little things, massaging his feet after a long day no matter how tired she was, making his favorite foods, even cleaning his house. It was the happiest time of her life.Their bedroom activities had increasingly reflected an M/s relationship. He began to use corporal punishment to improve her sexual performance. It began with spanking and gradually progressed to caning. His control over her in the bedroom soon became complete. She was his sex slave, doing whatever he.