After doing the groceries and picking up Your dry cleaning, i return home to do thelaundry and begin preparing Your dinner.As soon as i hear the door ...nob turning i prostrate myself on the floor, arms outstretched,palms up, forehead touching the floor. You walk up to my humble form, Your 3 inchheels clacking against the wooden floor. ?You may continue Your work.? You state.i quickly serve You Your evening glass of wine, while i continue to prepare the dinner.You are chatting with Your. That was great with me. There was NOTHING she would not do and often it was at her urging to do it. Some things I am not able to share her, so simply use your imagination.Her gift came on my birthday. She invited me to her house and as I enjoyed my drink and chatted with hubby, she left the room. Once she had gone he simply said to me that he knew we were fucking (not everything else though)and that it was ok because she needed enjoyment and he couldn't give it to her. They remained married as. Moments after that I felt a hand on my thigh followed by a hand squeezing on my balls as Annabelle laughingly said, ‘I’ll let go when you go over!’ I had no option but to collapse forward into the cold surf, Annabelle thankfully letting go as I did so. I was instantly cooled down enough as the water was colder than I had expected it would be. I was also aware of the effect the cold was having on my balls that were surrendering back into my body to keep warm and making my genitals feel. “No way.” Luna said, “That’s so shallow, my finger isn’t even in all the way.” “I… I’m telling… you… that’s what… it is…” She said as Luna continued to stimulate it. “Hmmm.” Luna hummed, that could be a problem she thought to himself, “I’m gonna try a second finger now.” “O...Okay.” Riley responded, still trembling from before. Luna stuck her middle finger up to her engulfed index and pushed. With a bit of effort, her pussy stretched to accommodate her second finger. Riley tensed as she became.