He seemed to dwarf her. He smiled patiently, appreciating that this was all new to her. She seemed transfixed, looking at their reflections, her arms ...anging limp by her side. Before she knew what was happening, Ben was undoing the buttons on her blouse. Watching in the mirror, it was as though someone else was being undressed, so she watched contentedly. One by one the buttons popped undone until her blouse hung open and the lacy material of her bra was clear to see. He slid the blouse over. Over that time we further explored all the combinations two people in love could concoct to have sex. I loved the manner we had developed of working and having sex four or five times a week. It was uninhibited and wild, with the introduction of multiple toys, fantasies, and sexy dress resulting in huge orgasms and lots of naked body contact. One Sunday afternoon, we were reading the paper relaxing. I glanced up from my reading and looked at Madeline sitting in a long white negligee at a table. So, dressing up and looking... maybe Icould try a couple pictures and keep them for later for myself?There are holes for legs and feet and arms and it looks like the headworks a bit like a hoodie. Possibly a tight fit but its stretchy andthere's some room. The muzzle has no tongue and no bones to support itso it might look floppy but if I have my head at a good angle when I takea - I stop. I'm seriously considering it. Actually considering puttingthe suit on so I can see what it looks like.. “You were watching us fucking and it turned you on. You got your cock out and you wanked yourself off, didn’t you?”She looked at him, and Kevin was surprised to see a strange look on her face. It wasn’t shame, or anger. It was excitement, maybe even desire.“Fuck it, Kevin, is that it? Is that what made you hard, watching me get fucked? Watching another man’s cock in my cunt? Watching him come all over my back? And you came yourself?”She licked her lips.“Fuck, that’s hot. If I’d known you were.