"Because I'm a married woman, remember?" To emphasize her point she held up her left hand with her wedding and engagement rings. "I can't spend the we...kend with a man who's not my husband."Michael grinned. "But you're dating Gerard, remember? So it's natural for you to spend the weekend with him."Jen looked intently into her husband's face. "You're serious, aren't you? You think I should spend the weekend with him?"Michael shrugged. "Sure, why not? We're not doing anything this weekend."Jen was. She was shocked, amazed and turned on by what I held in my hands. “A whip?” Walking over to her, I placed the whip on the bedside table. “That’s for later.” I said as I crawled on top of her on all fours, still wrapped up in the towel. “You’ve been a bad, bad girl,” I purred in her ears.Her breathing quickened as I nibbled at her neck. She arched herself up to me, trying to extinguish all the air between us but the chains in her hands stopped her from holding me against her. Not wanting to get. He pulls my bra down revealing my nipples and he starts caressing the, tweeking my nipples as he goes. Bastard! He knows that nipple play goes straight to my clit. I’m moaning already and he hasn’t even entered me yet. Oh god… he WILL enter me…won’t he? What if he just builds me up and walks off? He’s done that before and it was absolute torture. After a solid 20 minutes of nipple play and the occasional clit stroke master gets on his knees and licks my pussy. My eyes flutter as he works his. ..just take off the cuffs....they both chuckled as they climb on to the bed...the masked woman said that this was going to be for there enjoyment and I was just the prop!!! that turned me on even more.... the mask women stands over my me and sits her wet pussy on my face....while the Michelle grabs my dick and stuffs it in her mouth....they were being kind of rough, but I liked it. as I'm getting my face rode by this delicious pussy I feel Michelles tounge lick around my ass hole....whoa! never.