We both used to model for magazines regionally, and are still in great shape and an attractive white couple. We often are said we look in our mid-30s ...which we do).Anyway, we were sharing pillow talk Thursday night (May 17th, 2012) and she came out and admitted that she had been thinking about trying to explore the idea of cuckolding me again. Everytime we make love, I talk about it in the middle of her orgasm and she explodes. So, I suggested we go out to our favorite nightclub that we only go. Upon seeing her, the Priest who had collared Cindy immediately approached her and took her outside. He prayed and then talked to her at length about her Path in Life. When the interview ended he told her that she needed to conclude her public penance. He unlocked her collar and handed her a prayer robe. Her face still reflecting surprise and bewilderment, she quietly got dressed and returned to the main chamber of the Temple as a normal citizen.When she returned to her sister's house that. The pain was back on her face. I could see that she was in agony, clearly stifling her cries. Breathing heavily she winced out the words,“Don’t go further…it’s too much.” My cock wasn’t even half way inside her. “Danny, you’re too big, it hurts!” She was crying freely now, and still digging her nails into my arms.“Don’t worry love, I’ll stop, it’s okay.” The last thing that I wanted to do was stop, but I hated to see her in pain, I hated knowing I was causing that pain. I leaned forward to kiss. We talked a bit and then Erin and Lynn appeared with coffee and tea and lemonade. We began to doodle around on the instruments and soon there was a full-on jam session rolling. Everyone was just having a ball and time flew by. It was fun to watch Bobby Cee and Neal Peart trading off drum fills, and for Gerry Zobrist and Geddy Lee talking about keyboards and programming.It was the first time I had seen my girls dancing to music. They were real little bootie shakers. The wives were dancing and at.