Removed next were the skirt and then the top. Now I’m lying on the bed just in my skimpy bra, my breasts bulging from it and my damp pussy in plain ...iew. I am so hot that I can’t wait for my husband to slide his dick into me. That wasn’t the case. Hubby being anal retentive is folding my clothes, quite neatly I might add, on the bed next to me. Just then I heard a knock on the door and with a look of surprise I asked, “Who could that be.” Hubby replied “don’t worry everything will be okay.”. She informed him that the band meant that his dick and balls belonged to her, and asked if he understood that. He nodded yes, but she made him say it out loud to reinforce it.She then gave him a black choke collar. It was like a dogs collar, with a metal loop to attached a leash. She told him to put it on and to keep it on at all times, even at work. He knew it would be visible above his work shirts, which caused him to turn red with embarrassment.The next day after work when he came home, she. "Turning to Charlie, she said, "Please fuck me. I'm dying for it." Are you wet?" Wet?! I've been wet since I saw you. I'm drooling." She stuck two fingers inside her pussy and thrust them in and out, and then held them up in front of Charlie's face. "Can't you see how wet I am?"Turning to the policeman, Charlie said, "You don't mind if I fuck your wife, do you?" He snickered with the smirk he learned from Satan.The policeman's face was red with rage and his whole body trembled. The muscles on. Willie's decorating was not to my taste, but it was consistent with her attitude toward life. Her decor was quite Bohemian, with nothing really matching anything else. It wasn't that she could not afford matching articles - she was simply expressing herself through her furniture - unique. Willie invited me to sit "anywhere," and I chose a strangely-shaped chair with no legs. I was soon to find out it could hold two people, as she wandered over to me and sat.She got very close, stared into my.