I was mesmerized.Just then, my husband walked in. I had never felt like this before. Here I was on my knees with a young k**'s horse cock in my mouth,...my clothes half off, my hair mussed, I could practically smell myself as my wetness increased. On top of that here was my handsome, masculine, alpha husband who basically agreed to be a submissive cuckold.Mark tensed up and started to get up.I said, "don't worry. he wants to watch and do what he is told. Isn't that right honey?"He looked down and. His tongue has done this to me before and it feels amazing..makes me feel like his bitch. I back onto his face for all the intense tongue action I can get and as I'm doing this, I've asked him to reach under and fondle me as he's doing it. He gladly obliges. I have a bottle of mineral oil there and he puts some on his hand and rubs it onto his penis giving it a good, slippery texture. His glans is plump and luxurious; its base-band, a deep blue almost purple in color. He's fully engorged and. Admirable humans succeed in changing but, without fail, the transition from guilt to change requires a reinvention of the self. During that time, when a person is rejecting who they once were, but have not yet decided who they will become, humans become ungrounded. They lack conviction in all things, so-”“So they do things, and feel things, that aren’t based on who they really are,” Jack finished.Quinn shook his head. “Who they wish to be, mistress. Who they are, in those moments, is exactly. I put down the magazine I was looking through and started looking through the lesbian one with her. As I sat close to her, looking over her shoulder, I knew I was going to have to make the first move--being the more sexually experienced one.When I noticed she was started to move her hips a little, I leaned in and started kissing her neck. I could feel her trembling. I started to worry if she was ready for this or not... so I asked. She said she wanted it more than anything... so I continued.I.