“That, dear Buddy, would NOT be me, nor would it be you.”“You get to say.”“So I’ve said. I married you. Said ‘I do’. You got something...else in mind?”“Besides around the clock sex?”She laughed. It hasn’t been ‘around the clock’ but I think both of us used the other to make up for lost time. Or lost something. Or maybe just because we REALLY enjoyed loving each other in physical ways as well as so many others.“At least let’s get the hell out of town for a couple of nights so we can call it a. Phillipa's fear grew as Britney took out the objects one at a time: a leather flail, a wooden paddle, a carefully coiled hemp rope, nipple clamps, pink-furred handcuffs, a ball gag, a butt plug, a leather collar, iron rings, and piercing needles. Britney savored the scent of her fear, aching to stroke her cock and finger her pussy.Not yet."I have been dreaming of the day when I found my prize," Britney purred. "I would never have thought it would be you, Phillipa. But seeing you shivering in. ‘Alright sounds great.’ We headed over to my favorite Italian restaurant. I’d made a reservation just in case a few hours ago, because it tended to get crowed on Saturdays. We walked in, getting a table near the back of the busy restaurant. I held out her chair as she sat down and grabbed the seat across from her. As we sat down, we exchanged a look, and at first I felt embarrassed. But I realized after a second that it was ok now. We weren’t at school, or anywhere near people we knew. I didn’t. We exchanged numbers and i asked him can he accom today? he said he could, gave me his address and we was all set. It was about a 45 min drive, i was nervous on the way down but i was pretty confident at the same time, i have been chatting to him for a while now so im sure he is the real deal and with him being a top im sure not a mess around, on his profile he is a top 58 year old man in ok shape with a 8" cock. i pulled up to his road where the postcode sent me and I messaged him what number,.