I quietly ordered her to spread her legs so that the guy can do a good job. I had to tell her twice. She was so wrapped up in what was happening to he... that she didn't realize at first that I was talking to her. She groaned and spread her legs a little farther apart. The old dude kept rubbing her pussy for all he was worth. Before he figured he'd done a good enough job she probably had two or three smaller orgasms in rapid succession.Finally she couldn't take it anymore. Her legs went out from. Tina rose, and awaited the next instruction of her Mistress. "Tina, get dressed and take this new slave to the bedroom we selected earlier. Let her do her toilet, and then lock her into only a collar and chain, and attach that to the ringbolt on the wall. You may remove her gag after I have left the library, and only then," ordered Janet. "Yes, Mistress." "Jessica, tonight you shall spend the night in a bedroom, though you shall be locked to the wall. Tomorrow, you shall see the. We sat down together with my wife in the middle between us guys.Although I was feeling like a third wheel as she seemed much more interested with him.He asked me what job I have and I felt so embarrassed to say I don't have a job anymore, and as if to rub in the fact I'm unemployed, he started speaking loads about his job.Mainly 'cos my wife was utterly fascinated and kept asking him about his interesting line of work.He only left us alone when he went to get us more drinks."I'm going to go to. She was on all fours facing away from me. I like it from behind, she said. Hot and heavy never lasts. The next morning she told me she was married. Oops. But she said it was over and that she had fucked a few people since him. She told me that she had spent her last relationship getting it in the ass by some guy in Queen’s and cried every time they did it. As you can imagine, she was a little crazy. We were on and off for a while but it wasn’t easy. The sex was great and we loved fucking each.