That remark of Helen's wasn't spiteful, just sad and unfortunatelybecoming true to those who knew Helen and Scott. Everyone knew why aswell. Scott had...spent his entire school year with his father.It had been a chance for his father's sake and Scott's. Helen hadreservations but she had agreed. Helen regretted her decision almostinstantly the day Scott came home. Scott's father was a male chauvinistpig, bigot and macho to the extreme and Scott in just a few short monthswas becoming a mirror image. Then you need to check the muscle condition from the inside so you will need to insert your finger into my anus, a bit of lubrication will be needed.“Do you understand all that Tiff?” I asked and she smiled sweetly, “Yes sir, I can do that sir” she said and moved around behind me while I held the position, “You might find it easier on your knees” I said and she promptly dropped down and I knew my pouting arse was inches from her face and my balls were hanging between my legs, I could hear her. It was obviously one of his wanking favourites. Clive picked up his wife’s panties, sodden with my semen and held them right in front of his penis, stroking his knob with them. He wrapped his fist round his hard up shaft to masturbate. Then he said“Play with my balls while I jerk one off.”I knew what he meant. Sometimes I’m in the mood and my wife isn’t so I masturbate with her, usually nude together in bed. As I stroke one off I like to play with her naked body with my spare hand while she. This woman was dominating him, more than that, she was about to hurt him and yet he was sexually excited about it. He grabbed a pillow off the bed and took a scarf from the wardrobe and went quickly back downstairs. Sal was sat at his desk in the study facing the computer screen. “Put them on the kitchen table and bring me the handcuffs," she told him without even turning around to look at him. When he returned she swung around on her chair and gave his erection a dismissive look before.