“Now Emma, as your punishment, and you do have my permission to as long as I am watching, I want you to show me how you fondled yourself the other n...ght when you shouldn’t have.” Emma blushed the darkest shade of red she ever had been. But as time went on, this would be a pale shade compared to what she would blush as her training continued. She looked into Donald’s eyes, and while he had been so firm in his command, he looked so kindly at her. She lifted both her hands first to her breasts. I felt her beginning to spasm, again, in a new climax, and I began to pound into her as hard and fast as I could, slamming against her cervix. The image of Margaret’s climax flashed through my mind and I came in a huge gush with a half dozen spurts into my wife’s pussy. I finally collapsed onto the bed beside her, gasping for air.“What was that all about?” my wife asked, with a smile.“I don’t know. I’ve just been feeling…horny, lately. That was terrific! Was it good for you?” I asked her.“Oh. I became louder the more I drank, but it wasn’t the jovial, giggly me, it was a biting, sarcastic version of me that entertained them as I mocked my skills as well as their own. His friends didn’t know me well enough to notice, but Ian did. When they left, he sat next tome on the couch and stared at me with concern. ‘What happened tonight?’ he asked. ‘Nothing. I just was feeling bummed out and wanted to forget about it for a while,’ I mumbled. ‘Do you want to talk about it?’ ‘No. I absolutely. I was not disappointed when a stream of his cum was filling my ass, he kept pumping and more cum was coming out of his cock. He pulled and jerked his cock, shot some cum on my ass. I laid down on my stomach and he sat down on the seat. I handed him a box of napkins and he wiped himself clean. When I looked up there was a face looking in the window on Rick’s side. He smiled at me and stuck his tongue out and moved from side to side. I told Rick about. He turned around and motioned for the guy to.