Feeling silly and exposed, Dan slowly bent over the chair.“Now what?” Dan askedSMACK!Something smacked across Dan’s ass hard.“I did not tell y...u to speak! Now bend over and count out these swats,” Mistress May commanded.Dan gritted his teeth and grabbed the arms of the chair tightly.Smack!“One.”Smack!“Two.”Smack!“Three.”Smack!“Four.”Smack!“Five.”Dan wondered how long she would smack his ass. But that was it. No more blows struck his bruised ass. The next thing Dan felt was slippery fingers. There was no awkwardness or hesitation as Colin slipped his pants off and slid off the sofa onto the floor. "You go first," Wendy said, so I straddled his thighs and guided the tip of his cock into the moist opening of my vagina. At the same time, Wendy straddled her husband’s face and as she lowered herself down onto his tongue, I enjoyed the sensation of his cock filling me up as I sank down onto it. I leaned forward so that Wendy and I could kiss each other and let Colin fondle my breasts. ”I grab an arm. “Oh no you don’t!” I say. “You’ll save it for the camera.”“You try and stop me!” Catherine says.There’s no way I can if she really means it, but I rattle the handcuffs and say, “Lean forward and put your hands behind your back!”There’s a slight pause, as if my wife is thinking about it. Then she gives a wicked little grin. “Yes, officer,” she says.As I close the metal round her wrists, I wonder how it is that our conjugal games have never included this before. It’s just not. ” “And there’s absolutely no chance you’ll con me into something like this, adventurous spirit or not,” the brunette warned him, as if he’d been behind the whole thing. * Jahn had only seen Amy a few times since they’d first met, the woman preferring to keep to a more relaxed girls-only, no-boyfriends allowed environment when out and about, but what he saw when she and Greg joined the group that weekend was someone who seemed to have gone through an amazing personal transformation. Positively.