After about 3 minutes i moaned hard and gushed a lot of cum through the material of the leggings, he just laughed and let it carry on vibing, i was so...tightly tied my legs wouldn’t move and any struggling was a waste of time, i pleaded with him after about 3 orgasms to stop but he left me begging for at least another ten minutes, my cock hurting through orgasm intensity, when he finally switched it off i was so relieved, cum was everywhere inside the leggings all down my crutch.He took the gag. I let him come in, saying my husband was not at home and so we had about three hours to make our own business. I walked towards the bedroom and he followed me; his eyes ravenously eating up my curves which the negligee did nothing to disguise at all. He moved close to me and pushed me back until I fell backwards onto the bed. He pushed up the hem of the negligee, revealing my nice trimmed cunt and pushed his face into it. His rough tongue sent a wave of sexual energy through me and I. As John continued licking up and down her smooth crack, Angie's thighs tried to clamp together, and as John nibbled on her clit she exclaimed "Oh yes, yes" as an orgasm rippled through her body. John raised himself up from between Angie's thighs and leaned over to kiss her. His mouth and chin were covered with her slippery love juices, and were shiny and wet. I watched, surprised, as Angie willingly opened her lips and tasted herself on his long kiss. John then turned and offered his sticky. "Now this is going to sting a bit," I chuckled and then remarked on the pun I'd made. The spray came out in a thin foam and must've worked quite well as she quieted down almost immediately. I went back up to her ear and spoke, "Now you know you had that coming, but if you're very upset I will understand." I undid the fastener and she spat out the rubber gag. I waited for the onslaught of vulgarity that was sure to follow her catching her breath, but instead she only looked up me and muttered.