Clearly, these were an expensive set of restraints. There was a distinct inward tug as I thought of them on me but reality set in and I smiled and tho...ght ‘no fucking way’. I pulled open my top drawer to get some underwear. The drawer was empty. In a growing panic, I saw that all the drawers were empty. I hurried to my closet and it too was empty, not even a speck of clothing in the hamper. My mind raced back to last night and remembered that the tee shirt and shorts had been laid out on my. Okay, I know you're teasing, Henry, but please don't. Not now. I'm trying to do this for you, but it's awfully hard. Just let me tell it my way.Okay. Okay. I'm not angry.Anyway, as I said, she sat down, as comfortable as anyone could be, and started talking. That helped me a little. Then, in a few minutes, she put her hand on my arm. It seems so silly now, such a little thing, but when she did that I couldn't say anything at all. It was like I was under a spell. I wasn't completely sure she was. I looked at my husband as he stared in disbelief at what we had both just endured. I don’t think that my love for him had ever been stronger; and that he had encouraged me to live my strong sexual desires warmed my heart. I knew from this moment on our lives had changed and this scenario would be repeated in future. Panting like a bitch in heat, I released Steve’s cock from my mouth as a strand of saliva and spunk, strung from his cock end and my lips. Steve laughed at the liquid strand and. Let us both just get more comfortable she suggested. Lift your tummy up for a sec she asked. Mona’s hand went into the small space I created, grasped my hard prick and moved it between her legs. She maneuvered my knob into her folds of flesh. Her hand still grasped me and fed my knob deeper inside her. Her muff surrounded my knob. Don’t move she commanded. Mona withdrew her hand from the press of our bodies. She gripped each cheek of my backside with both her hands. Just relax she instructed..