The waitress was early twenties, thin, blonde, green eyes and hot, probably a college coed working at the restaurant. I opened the bag and looked and...found an assortment of things. Toys, ropes, a ball gag, nipples clamp and different whips. I left the bag open and put it under the table. When she came back she asked if I looked in the bag which I replied “yes!” with a grin. The waitress came over with the bill and she told the waitress she thought she was sexy. The waitress replied that. It was driving me wild with utter raw a****listic lust. Helen was learning to surrender as she relaxed into the way I as lapping at her wet hairy fanny as her peeing stream slowed down to drips. I looked up at Helen. Her face was burning red and she looked very embarrassed and humiliated. I was luving this!Despite her humiliation, Helen laid there, horny as fuck herself, as I licked her pussy clean, opening up her pussy lips and licking out her pink insides like I was licking the insides of. But peoples' issues got me doing math too, and after buying my house and investing the rest as Mark demanded, at my set up quarterly dividend rate of 5% every 3 months, I'm making like $12,000 a month! That's minimum, and $144,000+ a year for doing nothing. That's Hillary-level $ breh. I'm probably way off and the market crash I'm hearing about means I'm making nothing rn, but it's stress relieving to know that was hopefully close to how it was before all this. But I'm not an accountant. When he saw his wife dead in her chair he became incensed, and he made a move to step off the chair, but the rope around his neck reminded him of his situation. He became still, balanced on the chair, breathing heavily, eyes full of rage.“David, I am very disappointed in you. Not only did you try to send me to prison, you included your lovely wife in the scheme. Now look at what you did.”Muffled screaming from under the gag.“David, the police will conclude that you strangled your lovely wife.