She can see the horror in my eyes but she was enjoying every moment of it. Then she starts placing needle into my right foot fingers. These needles ar... slightly greater than those are in my hands. At the time she is finished, I was nothing just a sobbing slave, whose throat is so sore more screaming that I am unable to make any more sounds.Lady stepped back and admired her handiwork. She said you know why your feet needles are slightly longer than your hands needles?No Mistress.You will see in. This time it's by a guy that I've never seen before. But, hubby is moaning – with delight. I really lose my cool when I hear hubby telling the guy fucking his ass 'More, Harry, more. Fuck me harder before the bitch comes back!'Well, I've never been confused with a member of MENSA, but I do know that the 'bitch' he's referring to is me. This pisses me off even more. Much more than catching him with Sam. Before I could justify his fucking around with Sam as bisexual swinging. After all, I swing. “Worth waiting for Joe. Nice tastey cock you,ve Got. Does Sarah suck and swallow like me?” “Yeah.She,s damned good at it and Always swallows like a good girl!” “Right, I,ll just call Lisa and tell her you,re on your way then!” she told me. Still licking bits of my cum from her lips. By the time I reached the address Jo gave me Lisa was waiting and let me open the car door for her then I drove to the bar and grill in Friday Harbor for some drinks to bolster our courage. Though I was then twenty. Barely stopping for air, Emily ate that delectable pussy, causing Lisa to squeal, groan, purr and bite her bottom lip, hand tightening in the coat hook. Despite her youth, clearly Emily was no amateur when it came to pleasuring one of fellow sex. Easing back, she giggled and asked: "How was that for you?"Lisa vibrated her lips in reply."Now do the same to me," Emily ordered.Easing back on the toilet, legs spread, she willed Lisa to return the favour, parting her plump pussy lips with one hand,.