I hear him grunt as he empties himself into her and she cries out, "Oh yeah, I'm cumming as you're cumming into me. I'm going to milk you dry!" He giv...s her a few last thrusts and I see his shoes step back and hear the noise of his belt-buckle and the rustle of his jacket. There's more kissing, then the sound of fingers tapping on glass phone screens, and then her stall door opens. Not knowing what else to do I open mine too. My husband is still inside their stall to divert attention, but I see. Lisa climbed onto the dais that the desk was mounted on, sat down and slid her chair forward. As she got into position her chair made a little jerk, and seemed to drop a fraction of an inch as if it had dropped into hole. She started to look down, and saw a couple of wooden wedges nailed to the floor. They were very similar to the edging on the dais. Being wedges they would allow her chair to roll one way over them, but she would have to physically lift her chair to back up. As she wondered. I also began to wonder just how far this humiliation would take him. There were some extremes in the humiliation of the cuckold. Some husbands liked to dress up in women’s clothing while their wives were with another man; some liked to be beaten up by the other man and others liked to be made to do humiliating things. I could never imagine letting another man suck my cock but to be made hard by the husband just before entry his wife? I could not be sure. I was just starting to get into when my. I have this condition ... it requires me to take special salts when I go to the bathroom.”“Special salts? Can’t you take them here?”“I guess I could ... it’s just that...”“No arguments. Mi casa su casa.”“Really? Wow, I love this bar.”The new guy heads for the bar’s men’s room and after a few minutes he returns to his barstool, but before resuming the conversation he makes an announcement.“Thank you for welcoming me to this fine establishment I’ve not felt this welcome in a long time. Bartender,.