“Husband, I don’t think I can.” She said through her tears before the belt landed again. “You can and will,” her husband ordered, “or do y...u need more convincing?” Mayla placed her palms on the bed and used what strength she had left in her arms to get up from the floor. As her arms and legs straightened, she reached a bending position when her husband ordered, “Far enough”, and she knew what was coming. She felt his hands on her hips as he entered her, then came a new pain. His swollen manhood. The questions in her mind, the desires she felt under the surface, seemed to resolve themselves in her expression."Sure?" She gasped. "Would it be... All right if... we went a bit further, then? To make it really more comfortable to do the scene? Less tense and clumsy?" Yes. I think... you should do what works best." I could hardly breathe with the excitement of what I was suggesting."... Gary?" Yes..." ... would, er, could you, perhaps, get pleasure too? From Mike and me going a bit more. I found myself guiltily admitting that I had looked at porn sites and I too looked at i****t porn too.Mum admitted she had caught me wanking over her when she was in the shower and she had deliberately left her cleavage open on occasions when we were alone, as well as wearing no knickers around the house. I admitted I had noticed and she smiled knowingly.Suddenly a Skype message icon came up on Mum`s email page and she answered it and told me it was some couple wanting to webcam with. ?I am really excited about going to a femdom club!" She slipped her hand inside my Levis and explored feeling my boner and lack of underwear, "Yes you are excited and you do follow directions. ?I like that in a slave." The cab stopped by a bare black door in an old brick building. ?We were uncertain until we saw a woman in a black leather skirt leading a guy with a leash attached to a slave collar around his neck enter through the door. ? We were greeted by the clerk from the sex store. ?She.