I knew that if I followed her immediately I would only manage a couple of strokes into her before blowing my load immediately. So instead I walked to ...he kitchen and grabbed another beer, before walking down the hall to join Liz in her bedroom.What a glorious sight greeted my eyes, Liz kneeling side ways on, resting on her elbows, her breasts almost touching the bed, and her hips thrust high into the air atop of her stunning stockinged thighs. I caught a glimpse of her hand pulling away from. They make out heavily. Lots of passion and sexual chemistry between them. My wife and I haven’t had much sexual chemistry since my ED issues. They stop kissing and she performs the usual services. After the services John grabs my wife and removes her work shirt. She typically wears a small tight tank top under her scrubs. John prefers no bra so she never wears one. He removes her scrub shirt and expenses her tight little tank. Her breasts are quite large and her nipples always pleasantly hard. In fact, as I watched her putting the shackle through the connecting pin, and then heard the distinctive 'click' sound as she secured it in place, my cock started throbbing once again; and it got stiff enough to start to give off that cramped feeling that was the sign that if went any further, that the device I now wore, would start to exert some 'discomfort!'Tara sat back and admired my bound penis."That looks good on you," she said, and she reached out, and smiling curiously, she fumbled. The stickiness between her legs brought her up short…the dream was coming back to her! She had to have one last… Mary jumped out of bed, quickly put on her nightgown and quietly opened the bedroom door. She tiptoed past the girls room, listening in and hearing nothing. She carefully went downstairs, avoiding the familiar squeak on the third step. Mary quietly opened the lounge door and as her eyes became accustomed to the inky darkness she made out the large sofa on which David was sleeping..