I was about to take my trousers down when she said that she could get it without me needing to.She took out a tape measure and proceeded to place it a...ound my ass.As she did this her hand brushed against my by now very stiff cock.She seemed to linger there for a while before saying,"It seems like you are going to need a larger pair.Something seems to be straining to get out".As she said this a grin appeared across her face.She didn't have anything in my size so she said she would order them and. She was ready to submit to his will. John raised Emma's hands above her head and bound her wrists to the head board. He placed one hand round her throat and applied just enough pressure to stop her breathing. As he did, he moved between her legs, rubbing the tip of his cock against her pussy, feeling the warmth and wetness of her. He wanted desperately to fuck her but controlled himself. He watched her squirm as he permitted her small breaths and rubbed and pinched her nipples. He loved the. I finally got the courage to look up at him and see what his expressions was, and it was so worth it. As I looked up, he was looking directly down on his willing cock whore, me, and mouthed softly...that's a good cocksucker, time for you to be fed. When I heard him say he was going to feed me, I lost all control and wanted to consume every bit that would soon shoot out of this wonderful piece of meat.My wife noticed my eagerness and said quietly in my ear - your reward is near, I can smell his. Perhaps she thought he’d heard about their confrontation and was there to be her shoulder to lean on. Again. How fitting. Being an asshole about it hadn’t strictly been necessary, and the smugness on his face probably been uncalled for. Before he was done announcing their split, she dissolved into screaming hysterics that followed his hasty retreat to the other side of the office floor. Never expected that out of her, he thought with a self-satisfied grin. “Ugly split?” The low, throaty voice.