I prepped as usual, several enemas, shaved, showered. Got my bag of toys ready in the living room. I got “dressed” as I was told, knelt on the ric... and waited. It was very uncomfortable, but that was the intent.He was a little late which I noticed because of the pain in my knees. He entered, inspected me as usual, pulled and twisted the nipple clamps. After removing the blindfold He spanked me with a paddle that He brought with Him, had me suck His cock. He didn't milk my prostrate as He had. “You’ve never been more beautiful, my wife.” Angela did nothing to hide the groan as I explored her fantasy. “Your tight cunt has never felt so good around my cock.” I gave Angela several deep thrusts, for the first time forcing her to accommodate the fullness of my cock. Beads of sweat stood up on her forehead and in her cleavage but the soft gasps and the legs pulling me in tighter made me continue. We established a harmonious rhythm with Angela shifting her hips in time to my thrusts;. Every time I thought I was ready to slow down, a few more shots emptied into her. Finally, we both collapsed, spent from the incredible night. “You’re right” Noelle said, trying to catch her breath. “This really has been the best night ever.”Just then, I heard my phone go off from my shorts. It was clearly my parents. First would come the constant calls, followed by some sort of panic, and probably a search. This was such a difficult moment.“Aren’t you going to answer that?” she asked me, phone. But something had stirred in my mind, and although we were talking about the shelter, my mind was still thinking about the idea of Francis taking Sue to the black-tie event in Manhattan. Of course, I’d been drinking all evening steadily and so I wasn’t in my normal, sober frame of mind.But the sight of Sue and Francis dancing together all evening had awoken the monster within. And now the thought of Sue spending another evening dancing with Francis was hanging tantalizingly out of reach, like.