" No you don't."At that point she turned on her delicate toes and ran to her bedroom and Ithink she was crying too.Dinner was lonely that evening, the...bottle of wine and myself...as usual. Ididn't know what to think of Grace. She was a terrific kid and I'd be lyingseverely if I told you that my cock didn't go rock hard when I saw her bythe pool the other day.After dinner was cleaned up I took the wine and my sorry ass downstairs fora sauna and a shower. Damn! The sauna was being used so I. Just as I feel it building she lets go of her cock and keeps the plug in my ass. She then disconects my wrist from the bar. " Lay on the table my toy". As I lay down she connects my wrist to the table takes off the spreader bar off and attaches my ankles. She slides a blindfold over my eye's as she whispers I don't want you to watch because this is for my enjoyment not yours. I don't know what she is doing all I can do is listen to the fumbling around. Then i feel her climb on to the table and. She blew me within hours of our first meeting, telling me that life is to short, to postpone anything that brings pleasure. She had recently found her birth mother, a few months before we met, and had gone for several trips, to visit her during the the first year and a half we had been together. We spoke every morning and evening while she was away and put her mom on the phone each time. Her mother was so happy that I was with Chrystal, and that I could help her with the plane tickets and. .....the cock that she'd foolishly allowed him to press against her arse.....She'd masturbated that night with a rhythm and force she had never been able to achieve before....She'd pictured the two of them in the kitchen....he had slipped up behind her......her hubby had been sat at the table reading his paper....her son had again reached for the cereals but this time he had lifted her skirt high with his free hand and spreading her stockinged legs, pulling her panties to one side, he had.