" was all he said, and she surrendered to his order, nodding slowly. His hands went to his own shirt next, watching her with those brilliant eyes of h...s, slowly undoing the buttons, baring his skin to her eyes, which were fixed on him, she was now shameless as she sprawled on the table top near nude and watched him. Finally the shirt was open and with a casual shrug it was gone, on the floor, her eyes watched it descend only to travel back up his body. His hands moved down, touching on the top. She was the one who had planned to be angry when her husband finally returned home. Well, there was no question of that now. None at all! She had never seen him look like that... never known him to go out drinking."What's wrong?" she asked meekly, cringing back under the covers. She was alarmed when Don just stood there, wavering on unsteady feet, glaring at her ominously. She wondered what he was going to do... and for the first time since she had known him, she began to think that she had. ?What the fuck!' Desperately, he clawed at his pyjama bottoms, stepping out of them to examinethe steel monstrosity that encircled his penis. A metal tube was locked securelyaround his testicles, captured his cock, prohibiting erections and George understoodinstantly why his groin was painful. ?That bitch!' George muttered as he vaguely remembered the previous night. Desperate to urinate, George realised his only option was to sit on the toiletlike a woman. ?She's in fucking big trouble!'. I spit on my finger and work it into his ass as he starts to fuck my face. With my free hand I undo my pants and pull them down to get at my cock. I’m so hard and horny; my finger is all the way in his ass and his cock his hitting the back of my throat. He reaches down and pulls me up and we start to make out. My cock grinding into his cocks my hands feeling up his tits. Then he pushes me away and turns around so his ass is facing me and my cock is rubbing up his crack. He reaches back and.