Like her, if she was honest with herself. This was one reason why she'd given herself -- completely -- to the cruelest, most unforgiving woman she cou...d find. She needed it.The slave was laying on a narrow, hard wooden bench. Her arms were cuffed together under the bench and her legs had been pulled back and spread into a split, with her swollen, hairless cunt helplessly spread at the bottom. Her ankles were tied with rough rope and to anchors set into the floor.Her large breasts were painfully. "Oh Tommy, why didn't you say something?" Well from where I was standing, it looked as if you were pleased he offered" Of course I was pleased, I'm dying to see Jill again, you know that!" Yeah whatever mum" I said sarcastically and went upstairs to the flat, leaving her looking very downcast in the garden.The atmosphere could have been cut with a knife for the rest of the day, neither of us said more than a word or two to each other at any one time, so after an early dinner I went straight. Gradually, our kisses became more passionate. My hands worked up over her breast and over her hard nipples, then up to her face. I held it with both hands, as I softly nibbled on her lower lip, pulling on it as we broke our kiss. “Mmm, SHERI, that was hot!” As I slid my hands through her hair, Sheri moved hers down to my waist. “Debbie I have wanting to do that all night, ever since I saw your new sex style down below.” As those delicious words coursed through my ears, she untied my bikini. " His old anger is rising, the previously dwindling jealousy flaring up again. Now her confession shames her. But she pushes on, begins to relish her ability to rekindle his hatred, make him feel something again."I felt like the proper unfaithful wife wearing it for him, knowing you had picked it out for me, and that he'd fuck me while I wore it. You know how I love the way the material hangs heavy and clings to my body when I move. That morning I felt lie a really filthy hotwife thinking Adam.