“What’s the matter?”“He was the worst.” She sniffled. “I wish I could kill him.”“Trust me,” Steele said, “you don’t want to. Onc... you kill someone you’re never the same. Now clean up the dishes. It needs to look like you two just woke up. You didn’t have breakfast. Understand?”Both women nodded. Tilda rushed to the kitchen table and carried the rest of the dishes to the sink.Steele turned to Mrs. Wallerman. “Make the call.”Steele went to help Tilda with the dishes. Her hands shook so much a. I walked over to him and gave him a big hug before leading him to the table. We talked a little bit over lunch with Dan apologizing for being so turned on by the humiliation and me saying it was alright i just didn’t know that he was like that, but that i rather enjoyed it. The rest of the afternoon passed quite quickly we had opened a bottle of wine over lunch and was well into the second bottle by about five, when i decided it was about time i got ready to go round to Bert’s. I headed. Our explorations, which includes our sexuality, has led to communication and a liberation to be open with each other, but more importantly ourselves. We truly value our marriage and the terms husband and wife. Sebastian has a real interest in the evolution of earth, humans and why we think the way we do. He's a big thinker. And big in other places too. lol. For example, when it comes to us, our sexual preferences depending on who you ask are not considered part of the "norm." Heck, even writing. My world was now focussed on this wonderful cock. I moved positions, rearranged both him and myself, but kept at the job. Suck. Suck. Suck. Lick. Suck. In. Out. Down. Choke. Gasp. Out. Suck. Suck. Again, I think David had a camera trained on the action at times. By now though, the humiliation was gone. I was just impossibly horny. It seemed like my little clitty just leaked juice constantly in its cage. There was no pleasure there, just cold, sticky, gooey. But that did not matter."Please cum,".