"She slipped herself up and off his still rock-hard cock with an incredible squelching sound, quickly clamping her pussy lips shut with her hand. He s...ood and walked towards me, grasped the chair back, and easily dragged in towards the bed. He then tipped it backwards until my shoulders were resting on the edge of the bed.He stepped back and my wife moved towards me, unbuckling my large pink rubber ball gag – a sudden feeling of aching hit my jaw. Before I'd had time to contemplate it though,. I'd resumed humming, but the song was different. It was more upbeat and a bit older than the previous one. Had I realized what it was I was humming I'd have blushed from head to toe and run out in horror. I was humming Devo's "Whip It". It wasn't until later that I realized this. At least by then I could laugh about it.I carefully pulled down the stack of magazines and was surprised again, but not as much as when I had opened the bag. The magazines were about bondage, flogging, making furniture. " Oh? And how's that?" Like you two would rather be in each other's arms making love in some secluded spot." Cathy, I think you have an overactive imagination."I interjected, "I'm sorry Chris, but I've noticed it too. We all have. You may not want to admit it but it looks like you are in love and I couldn't be happier for both of you."Chris turned beet-red, turned around and left the room. Cathy, on the other hand, had a smug look on her face as if to say "I told you so." I noticed that I still. You can guess! Her aroma would stiffen my young penis to extreme lengths. I would find any excuse to brush up against her breasts or thighs. When she wanted to wrestle, I was in heaven. I would make sure to rub her ass and run my hands on her wonderful breasts. I should describe her a little. She stood about five foot six or seven. Her breasts were a full 34D, I knew from her bras. She was always in wonderful shape, so her ass was nice and tight. Her black hair hung just below her ear lobes..