On instinct, I looked up and saw a woman suspended through a hole in a plexiglass platform about 20 feet up. She had a harness securing her chest tied...to the underside of the platform. Only her chest up to her hip was through the hole. Her legs were bent at the waist so she was ass up, and her feet were tied to the platform wide apart. Her breasts dangled away from her body at an angle I had never witnessed. I wanted them in my mouth. I felt my dick rise and press against my pants again. She. ”I tried not to giggle, finding it so strange that Master had a second name. Hans. I liked Sven better. It felt stronger, like him.“Mmm, yes, eat my ass, you naughty lamia,” she gasped. “Oh, I wish I could keep you. That tongue ... So different from a human’s.”“If you wanted to own me, you should have rescued me,” I giggled then plunged my tongue into her sphincter.“Gods, yes!” she gasped, my tongue wiggling through her bowels. “Sven earned your passion. He’s so gallant.”I agreed, my tail. That sounds so wild daddy, he said.I just held him like that for a while, and then turned the shower on. We washed each other off, dried each other and got dressed. There were not going to be any hard dicks till this evening.After we got dressed we made breakfast. He makes a wicked omelet. It was Sunday, so we went and lifted for a couple hours. We did it in the nude like we had said we would, and then we both showered off and got dressed again. We did the grocery shopping after lifting and. She took it and ran, “I get more horny than lonely.”“Oh? So what do you do about that?”Moving her hand to my crotch she replied sweetly, “I find helpers, of course. Are you interested?”Since there was nothing subtle about her, I decided on some direct questions. “And how does your husband feel about this?”“He knows how horny I am. He learned that quickly, like on the second date when I nearly killed him with my body. We screw at least once a day when he is home and often more. It was clear that.