I can hardly wait to get inside her, but I know the anticipation will drive her crazy. My tongue finds her clit and I suck gently, inhaling her delici...us smell. She struggles to keep still as I tuck a finger into her tight hole, easing it in and out.“Oh my god,” She whines with her eyes tightly shut. My tongue laps at her juices and I push a second finger between her lips as she starts to rock against my face. I grab her ass to steady her, burying my face in her pussy. I briefly catch her eye. "Well then," she smiled, "I guess it's time I saw to that." Oh yes," Roger replied, feeling his pulse rising, "thank you. Thank you very much!"Roger was wearing a CB6000 chastity cage. A year ago, Cynthia had begun seeing a much younger black man by the name of Tyrone, and by 'seeing', of course, that meant they were fucking. Roger knew this of course. But not long after Cynthia had begun fucking Tyrone, she wanted Roger to start wearing the chastity device; and, dutiful hubby that he had. I told her to be comfortable and have her way!She said I’ll sure have my way today. I was laughing slyly.We then started kissing in the hall passionately moving towards the table. I made her sit on the table, held her by her boobs and kissed her all over as she was moaning in pleasure. Whilst kissing passionately I tore into the yellow shirt.Oh man, that lucky grey colour bra which was holding her wheatish melons, with her tight leggings she was looking like a fairy!I turned her around kissing. She never let me see her apply the protective gel, though I was pretty certain that she always did. As excited as she was by the idea of my making a baby inside her womb, I thought that she really did not want me to make her pregnant. But she was not above making me wonder. However, we didn’t want to overdo our act of perhaps impregnating her ‘unprotected’ womb, so we didn’t indulge in that act during the next several positions, which were quite varied and stimulating.Eventually I raised the.