I could trick this fucker in telling me what they talked about and see what photos he had. I logged onto her account as her and began talking to him. ...umb ass took the bait and showed me his favorite pic of my wife. She sent him everything of her body. It pissed me off, I sent them back to her and said these aren't innocent images. She couldn't believe I had gotten a hold of them. I demanded she come home right away and she did..we had an arguement for days. But I still wasn't satisfied with. A perfect slave. Well, an almost perfect slave. He would only be perfect when he was hers. And he wasn’t. Not yet anyway. She pulled her foot away, and he stopped sucking. She stood and stared at him, on his knees, his cock fully erect now, his head down submissively, his back straight, accentuating his athletic build. She grabbed him by the collar round his neck and pulled him up, leading him towards the stairs. Her pussy was dripping. It needed attention, and there was too many an. N had put a few pieces of rope by it this morning in anticipation of it being put to use.Richard requested a glass of water and I obliged. I met them at the rig with their drinks. Tonya held a long, thin box towards me.?Happy Birthday,? she said.I opened it slowly. Inside was a black flogger.?It’s beautiful,? I said softly, picking it up to feel the weight in my hand. The strands were leather and very soft. From my basic experience with floggers, I knew this one could range from sensual to. "Take a look in the mirror and see what you think."Jasmine turned to the full-length mirror on the back of the door. He had bunched the toga at her shoulder, letting the pleats drape cross her chest, then flared it out against her sides. It looked very flattering on her."I'll have to trim off the excess along the bottom here and here," he said tugging on the fabric, "and use that to build your lower piece. I'm thinking something like a mini-skirt, with a matching g-string underneath, so.