Every time was the same. She’d suck my cock, then I’d use mg tongue and fingers on her until she came hard and then I’d fuck her until I’d cum... It was fine at first but became boring. She wasn’t interested in experimenting or trying anything else and was hopeless at talking dirty. In the last year or two of our marriage we stopped having sex all together and I started looking into all kinds of kinks. I discovered edging and denial, ruined orgasms , cuckolding, restriction and chastity. I. ." he drawled, his words slow.But I did know how it felt, at least from a lady's perspective. Then I starting thinking about the last time I'd visited and how he'd fingered my writing body on his bed and how amazing it felt to be touched that way after so long. Well, a long time since anyone else had done it for me. And all that this thinking about fingering did was made me think about how much I wanted him. All of him. Right then.I crawled into his lap after I unbuttoned my jeans and pushed. "Donnie, what are you... ?" There are some others who want to say hello," he said, as the door again opened and to Vickie's complete shock, Laurel, Cassandra, Cindy and Yuki entered."But... but..." stammered Vickie."Surprised to see them, Vickie? And you Andrea? Did you think you would never see again the women you enslaved and abused." But they were..." started Vickie, pointing at Laurel and Cassandra."Sold? Oh yes, and they cost a pretty penny too." YOU?" sputtered Vickie."When Cassandra. “Sorry, I wouldn’t want you to do anything you'd regret. I bet your husband keeps you plenty satisfied,” he replied, walking towards me once again. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had a good hard fuck,” I replied, starting to think twice about pulling away from him in the first place. “That’s a damn shame girl. I’d make sure that pussy was satisfied twenty-four-seven,” he boasted. “Can I ask you something?” I asked timidly. “Go ahead.” he replied, swimming toward me. “I could feel your dick.