Though she was not averse to anal intercourse on occasion, given the fact that this was a popular activity notably among the Pathans, she had never gi...en me a blow job, let me suck her pussy or use any sort of sex toys. She continued to have as tight a cunt as could be and would milk me dry every time we made love, which in our first year of marriage was pretty frequent. "Hernan has invited all of his friends to a party at our pool next weekend," she advised me as I walked in the door. This was. The clerk set the bag down and walked over to me. She reached down and grabbed hold of my chastity cage. How’s it feel she asks me. I look at her. Not sure how to answer or if I was even allowed to speak. She saw the hesitation in my demeanor. She reaches up to her neck and pulls on the chain. As she pulls on the chain around her neck she exposes the key that has been resting between her breasts. I own you. While you are in chastity and while I hold the only key, I own you. Now let me ask you. Bill saw neither as he concentrated on how he would begin the conversation. Marion picked up the remote control and turned off the TV."What do you want to talk about, Bill?" Her voice was tentative and uncertain.He sat in the big armchair across from her. He looked at the beautiful woman who had been his wife and the mother of his children. He wondered if he would be able to say that when this was over with."Marion ... I'm aware of your affair with Mark Dreesen." He saw the look of shock and. Where the old house graced the top of a light hill, there was silence. The wind gusted and forced Suzanne’s jacked against her frame. Tucking her hands deep into her pockets, she picked her way through the mud and the rocks. She went as far as she could before melted snow formed a barricade of puddles that stopped her. She thought if she stared long enough, and hard enough, she would will the house and trees and fences back into existence. Deep inside her heart of hearts, she knew it wasn’t to.