She had steadfastly resisted his attempts to bring another male into their sex play to fill her in just such a way. That would be wrong. That would be...going too far.However, it wasn't wrong to let your husband enjoy himself in a way that would let her sleep, secure in the knowledge that her husband was satisfied in the bedroom aspect of their marriage. So Susan endured such things as bottles and whippings, and having a spouting cock forced into her mouth, fresh from her vagina, though she told. And based on the suppressed sounds Olivia was making, this conquest was going perfectly according to plan. By the time that Phil’s tongue first reached its prize, he heard Olivia loudly and uncontrollably let out a breath of air with a quiet “Ooh.” Only not smiling due to his tongue being busy, he continued and began to drag his tongue across her slit, paying careful attention to what areas made Olivia moan the most or the loudest. He knew that his tongue would return here in time, and he. Kate wondered if this might be the reason A. had told her to buy it here. She would have to bend down to pick it up, something that might prove quite a challenge given the weight between her legs. It was easier than she expected. The weight between shifted as she bent down, but the sensation was neither painful nor unbearably intense. It was merely strange: A constant reminder of the smooth metal object inside her. It had taken two weeks to work up to the medium sized plug and Kate was still. She was covered in a dark red saree in a very sexy way. She wasn’t wearing any blouse or bra or panty inside. She covered her breast with her saree pallu. The only piece of clothing covering her body was the red saree.Also, she had taken a hair bath and she had let her hair fall to the front. She literally was like a Greek Goddess. Her flawless white skin in the background of her red saree, her perfect hourglass 36-28-36 figure. Her dark, long wet hair flowing from her head till hips.Her saree.