‘OK,’ she said, and sat up, removing her blouse and skirt. There she sat in just a bra and pair of thin white panties, I reached over and grabbed ...ne of my drapes to cover her as she lay back down. I worked her back and sides thoroughly, then I unclasped her bra strap so I could reach all of her. Lee didn’t protest, so I then finished up on her legs, being careful to not press my luck. I couldn’t help it, I was getting a long neglected hardon, if she noticed, she said nothing. I asked her if. I preferred young guys, college boys. This guy was older than my husband, but I needed him, needed this job. Not for the money, but the sex. I wanted to fuck young guys, and if that meant sucking his dick, then suck it I would. He came, quickly, thank heaven for small mercies. I swallowed, he’d expect that, I didn’t mind. It got me the job.I found the changing room, a clothes rail outside. I selected an outfit. A purple thong with a side clip for a quick release, a purple cup-less bra, and a. I was pretty uncomfortable – my hands cuffed, feet cuffed, incapable of speech. And now my wife wanted me to tape her being massaged by another man?“Dear, please don’t turn your head to the side,” said Michelle. “I’d be really disappointed if you weren’t properly taping what’s going on. After all, I did a great job taping you FUCKING that goddamn WHORE, so you can damn well make sure that YOU tape me. GOT IT?” As she spoke these last few words, she grabbed me by the hair, pulling my head. I did. Then I didn’t. He kept going deeper and deeper, and the pain was so horrid I wanted to cry. I almost did, but I couldn’t let him see me cry. He enjoyed it. He moaned and moaned, and hearing him moan turned me on. I motioned for him to get up a little and I put one knee on the bench and put my other foot on the ground. With my ass in the air, I grabbed my cock and started stroking it. He liked that. “Oh yeah, beat that dick.” I beat it harder and harder and he rammed me harder and harder..