You little dog,, did you forget ??Me : Sorry Madam..She got back to her husband and inserted her hand inside his shorts.Me : What am I supposed to do ...adam..She : Come here, close to me and sit down near my feet.I got close to her and she spat on my face,, I frowned looking at her and began wiping my face, here comes another spit..She : You are supposed to obey me, you won’t do anything without my permission.. ( I believe she understood that I was submissive by nature when she met me the first. I hope she would be gentle with me. Resigned to my fate, I continued to watch my leering wife, with slight fear in my soul. I gulped again. I know wives are always the instigator, the aggressor in any relationship but even so, my new wife scared me although I am taller than her by almost 2 feet.I am 6'4'' while my wife, according to her dating data, is 5'6." Her double D breast jutted out proudly in her tight-fitting black spandex overall. The traditional custom has its history for a thousand. He stood back up , stepped back, and said everything is fine as he patted her boob and said goodbye. He then shook my hand and wished us luck. My wife still layed there with her head back, eyes closed, and a slight smile on her face. It seemed she had forgotten i was there.I just looked at her. She raised her head and looked at me in the eyes, she looked a lil guilty,barely biting her lip, then she looked down a little and her eyes got wider. I looked down to see what she saw, and it was my. “Clean my fingers, slut.” She ordered. I obediently took her fingers in my mouth a sucked every drop of my cum off them. Once I was done, Susan pulled her fingers out. “Stand up and remove all your clothes, except the collar.” My heart raced as I stood up, removed my T-shirt and jeans, and stood in front of the woman of my dreams, stark nude. “Now, spread your legs and finger yourself until I come back, but don’t you dare cum!” I wasn’t sure if Susan realised what a difficult task she had.