I think Daddy finally realised we have a viewer, because his fingers are slowing, and he finally stops fucking my tender pussy. My relief is palpable,...until Daddy’s other hand goes to my front, and slowly starts to raise the hem of my skirt. “No..” I groan softly, as his finger fucking pickes up pace again. Nobody but Daddy and Chris seem to hear me. Daddy’s fingers pull out for a moment, and he quickly yanks my panties down to just over my knees. My shock! Chris, a total stranger can see my. You know the rules. You violated them. There must be a punishment.” Angie looked both scared and lustful. “Evan , this is wrong." But she wanted to do it anyway. “Oh, yes, Angie, you are going to learn that when I want my cock sucked, you suck it. Period. Put your hands on the bed Angie.” I watched in fascination as she walked toward the bed. “Evan, please." It was a request. She was already bending over. She quivered in excitement.” “Angie, you get twenty lashes.” He went to my closet and got. To me it only stood to reason that if a man is such a wimp that he wishes his wife would sleep with another man, she might well be looking outside the marriage to find a real man for her pleasure. I went to my R&D firm to see what they could work up and I have to say they are talented in the ways of marketing. Their research showed that most cuckolds craved humiliation and that ads slanted that way would achieve the best results. They told me that any ads they could put on TV would not get my. " I'm a woman, and I can tell about these things. And if she did have those feelings, she never acted on them, out of respect for our marriage. I have to give her a lot of credit for that."Erin's level of understanding was simply astounding, and I was about to comment on that. However, she forestalled that by throwing out a minor bombshell of her own."I have a confession as well," she said deliberately. "When I started working at the casino, I became good friends with a male co-worker. He and I.