“Show it to me, you silly boy.” Charley opened the bag and took out the gift bag with the pink writing that announced to all who saw it what was i...side. Abby looked at the cute pink bag and brush, but dropped them back into the shopping bag. “Charley, this is something to be very proud of. You must bring it each time you come here. Now go back to your car, leave the brown bag there and properly bring me your new hairbrush. Don’t take too long.” Charley hid Amanda’s bag as long as he could, but. Various wires going in and out of boxes, probes and patches. I am probably leaving things out. It was well equipped, as I would intimately learn in the weeks and months ahead.He continued my education into the blurred line between pain and pleasure and how they met and overlapped. He was not my Master and I was not his sub. He did not try to control me, he tried to pleasure me, and he absolutely succeeded.Two months before the ice water dousing, he proposed to me, in a sort of general way, but. Hubby began a slow fucking rhythm, watching his cock slide in and out, pleasuring his slut hot wife.He moved down to my head and kissed my lips delicately. The taste of the cum was fresh on my lips as he nibbled and licked my burning lips. His panting and moaning as he kissed and tasted the cum of my client, sent me over the edge and a wild orgasm burst through me. I was riding his cock relentlessly, panting ferociously with each thrust.“Fuck me babe! Fuck me!” I groaned “I’ve been a dirty slut. After a short time, the waiter came over. 'I am finishing my shift. Can I ask you to please close the check before I leave?' he couldn't take his eyes off my wife. He went to print off the check, and I said 'nows your chance, invite him for a drink, I will leave you alone for a minute'. I left the money for the bill and went to the toilet.When I came back, my wife looked excited. She explained that he had gone to get changed, but could not have a drink here, so they were going to go to a bar.