With every long passing second, he felt himself become just that little tiny bit desensitised to the straining ache of it all. Granted, it was only by...a tiny fraction, but he was so desperate for the most tiniest of relief from the hell he was in, that he welcomed the numbing, however miniscule it was...Finally, after a seriously long number of hours, the doll began to slow her roll. Johnny was no longer making any sounds. His eyes were opened but glazed over, like shiny soulless marbles. They. There was a bench-press station in the middle of the room and they ordered me to lay down on it. I laid face up and Steve knelt down and began stroking my cock. It was like having it put into a light socket, electric, my body shivered and quaked and I let out a groan. He started licking my balls while he stroked, I couldn't control myself as I wiggled and squirmed. My breathing picked up and I thought I was going to hyperventilate as he engulfed my cock in his mouth and ran his tongue all over. Ugh… too…. Ahhhh!”My eyes blurred with tears. It was the utmost perfect, blissful act of love I’d ever experienced. He rolled off me and pulled me to his side. My head fit nicely snuggled under his shoulder. I slept, without nightmare, cuddled next to my husband. Safe once again in his arms.When I woke I decided it was time to tell my “best friend” what I’d done. “Better get it over with.” I reasoned with myself. I called her and asked her to meet me later that day. We chose a shopping center. “I see you like my piece” the wife purrs in the most seductive voice while running one of her red manicued nails over its curves. “I must take you for a tour as I have some other”, she pauses “interesting pieces”. With this she holds out her hand, I take it and rise from the sofa and she leasds me into the hall. Futher down the hall we come to an abstract picture mainly in black and red. I look closely and think I can make out a picture of a black and red clad woman standing above a pile of.