She looked so sexy, but I couldn’t help noticing her top was un-tucked from her skirt. ‘Well, we did, but got very tired about 10 minutes ago.’ ...��Still dancing, huh’ I mused. ‘Yes. . . we danced. . .we talked and, well. . .’ she again stretched on the bed and turned over on her stomach resting her head on her arms, ‘he really knows how to treat a woman.’ Wendy was smiling to herself with her eyes closed, in almost a dreamy-like state. I noticed that Wendy’s lipstick was very smudged–must have. At first, I didn’t realise who it was as my eyes were fixated on the naked bottom on display. I may be young, but I haven’t led a sheltered life, and this was by no means the first bottom I’d ever seen, male or female. What was different was the colour of it, a bright almost luminous deep pink. Its owner was suddenly aware that she wasn’t alone and scrabbled to pull her skirt down before turning, roughly pushing past me and dashing out of the door. I recognised at once that it was Sherri and. He was going to bolt but at the last second but then he had changed his mind. Could this be why?Another five minutes went by watching my wife relentlessly pull on his schlong and he seemed no closer to cumming. "My arm is getting tired. Cum already." "Well I'd come a lot quicker if you'd kiss me." I told you no kissing." After five minutes more she asked for an assurance that kissing him would help him cum quicker. He told her no doubt. "Okay but understand I love my husband, this is a onetime. Following her preparations, she reported to Josh in their dungeon/fun room in the basement, as naked as the day she was born.Josh began by connecting Lori’s newly attached wrist cuffs to a nearby lacing bar, and power-lifting them via the overhead pulley to a comfortable height. A strict black leather under-bust/above-hips corset (the only kind she owned) came next, Josh eventually cinching it so tightly that Lori had to take slow, shallow breaths while getting acquainted with her new waist.