Struggling to breathe As he picked up his pace, Simran was shocked as his seed shot down her throat the sheer force of discharge rendering her incapab...e of doing anything else. She choked and tried to turn away but only after a substantial amount of cum had found its way down her throat. Surprisingly the taste was quite similar to the cum of her husband and not unpleasant. In a second he was back between her ripe tits and fucking them harder than before. Each thrust now ended with his sperm. I was happy with the status quo. Besides, Julie had gotten married and seemed quite happy to me.My wife and Julie often went to lunch together. I just kind of wrote that part off, until one Thursday afternoon at dinner, my wife told me she and Julie had gone to lunch that day at the club and they had an interesting discussion. My antenna went up and I listened. Seems my wife confessed to Julie what was going on, and how our sex life had so greatly improved. Julie was shocked to say the least,. His handcuffs and ballgag were removed, as were his shoes. The brunette sat next to him. She must have been in her mid forties, buxom and very pretty. “You may call me Lady Clara.” She told him. “Do you like ladies as well as men?” she enquired.“Yes, Lady Clara,” said Fred meekly.“Then shall we get you warmed up?” She said with a wicked grin.She positioned Fred on all fours and pulled the thong leotard to one side. Fingering a little lube into his little hole, she produced a good sized plug and. “Do you still want it to happen, John?” Melissa asked. What could I say? Here was a good looking, tan young man with dark hair and my wife with her sensual body was ready to attack him! More than that, I wanted to see it. I couldn’t deny what I had always wanted. “Please, I beg you to let it happen. I will comply with the Anklet law!” At that I unzipped my pants and revealed my throbbing hard on! “That’s good honey – you just relax and enjoy yourself but don’t cum until you are allowed to!”.