She came back to the table and she sat down and grabbed my leash forcing my head to the floor while ordering me to lick her shoes clean. Once she ate ...er dinner she read the note that I left her laughing about what it said. She ordered me to stand and she grabbed my hands cuffing them behind my back. She then shackled my feet with a two foot chain. She blindfolded me and then then shoved the ball gag into my mouth and tied it tight. She told me to kneel till it was dark enough in the alley for. She groaned and turned her body onto her back.Yes!Her hands were up near me. She had a cute, pouty look on her young face. Her precious tits stood firm. But her thighs were open.And I grabbed.And I groped.And I slid my fingers between the sweet lips of her pussy.She was moaning now, writhing a bit on the sofa.I dug in. Just a little at first.She jerked.I pulled out and played on the surface.She squirmed and panted a little louder.I rubbed and rubbed her little butterfly pea, and her eyes began. After a while of this, my wife said to him “Put your hand down between my legs and feel my pussy.” He was beside himself now. This was all new ground to him. He lowered his hand and gently placed it on the front of her pants, where she immediately started up a running commentary on what he was doing, what she wanted him to do, and what effect it was having on her. “ Rub your hand gently up and down the front of my pants. Feel how wet you’ve made me? You’ve done that to me; you’ve made my cunt. I gave myself another look in the mirror before leaving the house, knowing that I looked good enough to be watched, touched, eaten and even fucked…I smiled at myself, imagining all those guys with rock hard cocks just wishing they could take a wild woman like me.I walked into the bar and first went over to the pool tables. I played a game with one of the men who asked, making sure that I bent over seductively for each shot, making plenty of dirty comments as we played. I distracted him enough.