Wavy blond hair topped a smiling face, and those brown eyes showed that the smile was genuine. He made a pretence of dropping something, as he bent do...n to pick it up, his were on a level with her pussy.“I think I know what she wants help with” Wendy smiled at him and opened her legs wider.“And just what is it that you think I need help with?”it was kays turn to stare. Both of them now had quite an obvious erection.Wendy slid forward on her seat, her short skirt now sat on her hips. With one. So at the appointed time, i am in the basement playroom, kneeling in the center of the room facing the door, nude but for collar and cuffs, blindfold in place. i can hear the big door slam upstairs and i know He is home and i bow my head. and my pussy is already getting wet. After a little while i can hear his footsteps on the stairs and the door to the room open; i hear the rustle of a paper bag. And soon i feel his hand caress my face. "I have some new toys for you, pet." He sounds eager. He. "My husband…he….he doesn't like it when I do that" She says, her voice still slightly breathy from the workout I interrupted."Why not?" I say, almost surprised at her answer."He says that a man…..a man should be all that a woman needs and she doesn't…..doesn't need to be touching herself in that way…." I see now she is very nearly on the brink of tears.I stand and walk to her, bend to the side and get her a Kleenex to wipe her eyes. I sit on the desk in front of her. I decide to be brave for. Marge slid forward on her seat and he kneeled between her knees and you watch the cock that has only been in you in its whole life penetrate a woman whose name you don’t even know. But when you see the pleasure it gives Marge your breathing picks up and we are both surprised to find you holding my boner.As the realization hits you, you look down at what your hands are doing, then up at my smiling face. I tell you to go slow, don’t miss a second of this magic event. We kiss and you quickly.