The feeling of the outfit her Master had given her to wear tightly holding her body, reminding of her not of the life that was seen by everyone else b...t the life she led behind closed doors with her husband, her Master. When James arrived home from work the normal every day Friday routine was in full swing. Sally was in the kitchen cooking, the kids where doing their homework and once again every day normal life was rolling along. James did little to hint that he had any knowledge of the. All of a sudden she pulled the dildo from my ass and it felt amazing. It was like I was relieved of all the pressure of the world.“Mark, I need you to fuck me. It felt so good fucking you, now I need you to fuck me, hard.”I turned around and she was already lying back, with the strap-on, on the bed beside her. Her pussy looked so inviting that I could not help myself but climb on top of her and start to fuck her as hard as I possibly could.She groaned loudly, not caring if she made a noise. I. Seeing as you danced with her most of the night and you were chatting in the corner when not dancing" she explained."No ... no ... I know nothing" I responded.She passed for a moment looking at me. I sensed that she had something more to say."You are a good liar" she said as she held a finger up to her lips, signalling me to be quiet and let her continue."I got the truth out of Tamara ... eventually" she continued. "Then I couldn't shut her up ... she told me everything that you guys did".I. Almost!) including a figure that seemed to turn more heads now than ever before – not skinny by any means but going in and out in all the right places, olive-skinned with thick dark hair and brown eyes, she always looked forward to the extensive tan which these breaks usually provided. There was something about the combination of foreign holidays and sun which always seemed to turn Jill’s thoughts to those basic physical needs which lay under the surface – needs which lately had been rather.