‘Don’t look so surprised slave! You said you’d do anything for me!’ I gulped, because I recall making such a boast. ( I was inwardly calling m...self a ‘dumb ass’!)I tried looking away, but She firmly grabbed me by the hair, holding my head still, forcing me to look directly at the hard cock that was in my face.That is when I felt Mistress’s hand move to my balls. ‘Open up slave’! The pressure was just enough. ‘Lick the head slave!’ When my tongue felt the smoothness, my own cock surged. ”Rowena narrowed her eyes at him. “That is not exactly a newsflash for me, I am well aware of what I am, as I am more than well aware of what you are!”She stepped closer to him as suspicion crept in. “What exactly is your interest in my niece?”A dull flush came to his cheeks, and his eyes fell away from hers awkwardly.Rowena Beaumont was the only woman he had ever met, who had seen him for what he was and had not been intimidated or awestruck by his power and authority.They had quickly formed a. A further two years later we knew that this wasn’t going to happen and as they say, ‘everything had been taken away’. This goes one of two ways, either the woman goes off sex completely or, luckily for me, she becomes extremely randy. Many discussion were had, often punctuated with wild shagging sessions, offers of a divorce were made and discounted and eventually we came up with a plan. We would become swingers, but how? At this point I must include that we had an adventurous (for the time). Wifey made me changers into my new satilly pyjamaloppers immedifold. More blushly blushly face as I returned to livage room for her to see. There was a hugely smile on wifey's face as she lookaged me uply and downlode. She kissed me and went upstairfold to returnly wearing a red satilly dress which gave me much goodly lookings at smoothly leggage. Muchly joy! Oh yes. Satilly pyjamalopper trousilodes pushed up by mightful erectifold.We kissed some more then sat enjoyful in each othifold's.