Fuck my dripping cunt!” She pleaded.He thrust in firmly, actually lifting her feet off the tiles for a second as he leant forward. “Are you that h...t to fuck Cyn?” He whispered in her ear. “I thought you’d like some long, slow lovemaking for our first night in Australia.” “We can do that later Tony.” She whispered. “Right now I just need a good, hard fucking!”With that settled he started thrusting harder, gripping and squeezing her firm nipples through the thin fabric of her summer top as his. She never believed that he would have asked her to cuckold him but he did. He would gladly have her be the keeper of the key to his chastity device but she will never know, if she doesn't explore it with him.This young wife, views the male chastity device as a tool for bondage and torture. Janice and Mike see it as a toy for marriage excitement and I see it as a tool to regulate a cuckold's ejaculations. It's better that he climax in his wife's arms and not alone in his hand.I advised the young. His hot breath on my tits, my nipples have never been as hard. I remember feeling how really bad I was being to do this. Being fucked by a black man. My mind slipped away, back to when I was about 15. I’d been bad then. Mother had caught me snogging a lad. OK, he’d had his hand up my jumper. That was so bad I spent the next few minutes with my jeans round my ankles, bent over a chair, as she used a long handled hair brush on my arse. I remember smiling at the thought, what would she have done. The remainder of the weekend was spent primarily in the bedroom. We would make occasional trips to the kitchen to replenish our strength, only to return to the bedroom to exert ourselves once again.The workers were back after Thanksgiving weekend. I spoke to the contractor about building houses in the subdivision and had Angel make selections of drawings from the books he had given me. He said he could let his construction crews continue working on the store while his heavy equipment operators.