For a young man, he knew a few tricks of his own. She reasoned he must have had a few tumbles in his day because he sure knew which spots to tickle an... nibble. With urgent strokes, she swiveled her mouth down on his rod. Her sucking mouth and swirling tongue soon had him at the peak. The young wife felt his meat tense and twitch and then jets of his cum jolted into her throat. She gagged a bit, but swallowed most of it with her experienced gullet. She couldnt count the times shed drained Lord. She hummed some more. "Gonna cum! gonna...gonna...CUMMM!" I grunted, pumping my warm seed onto her waiting tongue.She pulled off my deflating cock, giving it one last squeeze and suck. "Want some?" she said sticking her cum coated tongue out.I accepted her invitation, recalling how much she enjoyed sharing last Saturday. Not my favorite flavor, but palatable. And knowing how much it turned her on I went for it with considerable gusto."Now its your turn to get me off!" she said wiping a little. A week or so later Martin called with the dates and locations and indicated that if we were comfortable, he’d play chauffeur for us. We were only too pleased to have that happen since I’d never lived in that city and Jennifer hadn’t lived there for years plus she’d never driven there.A call to my ex-wife resulted in a meeting being arranged with my ex-wife, happy that she’d get a chance to meet Jennifer. I’d filled her in on how we met and the fact that there was a significant difference in our. A tiny puddle of wetnessbegan to form on the rubber sheet, just under Mistress' cunt. Slowly...slowly... she pulled and pulled the cord, getting it nice and wet,until -- suddenly -- the other end slipped through her fingers.Mistress reached up with her right hand, took the loose end, thenbrought her left hand down, stretching the cord sideways. Holding it upin front of Daniella's barely-focused eyes."You see, my slave?" she said. "Mine. This is mine. And YOU are mine."She draped the wet cord.