As the second stroke landed and she again pulled at the clasps, she knew that all she wanted to do was please Angela because she needed to be back in ...er good books after the way she disobeyed her. The third stroke quickly followed, and Kinkyhelen was quite sure that the audience would be enjoying the way that her face creased up with the pain. She knew what that looked like because Angela had once filmed it to show Kinkyhelen how she reacted to each stroke, so she knew the pain was etched. When sufficient buttons were open , both of my wife’s tits were out in the open, me caressing them to my heart’s content, and also my wife’s great enjoyment I should add! The lower buttons were open by now almost to her waist, her pussy fully in view, with me again adding to her and my pleasure by gently stroking and fingering her until she was leaning back against the wooden table, her legs wide open, me with two fingers deep inside her pussy, helping spread the wetness from within. Her eyes. I also mastered the art of eating her pussy and would do it over and over until she would have repeated orgasms in my mouth. I felt so blessed and happy as her juices would flow all over my face. She slowly began to start controlling every aspect of my life, from my social life to my clothes and even my schedule. That actually and surprisingly to what you might be guessing was not the beginning of the end of our relationship. I actually felt more happy than ever. Her taste in clothes were. Then she slowly unbuttoned her blouse to reveal a sexy bra which matched her panties. At this, my hand moved more quickly and I felt the orgasm beginning to build up. Julie slipped a hand inside her bra and pulled one tit out. That did it! My whole body seemed to go into convulsions as the sensations pulsed though my cock and balls. Then spurts of thick spunk gushed out of me. Julie leant forward to watch closely. “My word. That needed to come out! I have never seen so much cum.” That made me.