When I got to the cabin I started shucking my clothes off before I even got to the bedroom. My wife was lying on the bed, nude of course. She had the ...ook of a woman freshly fucked, and fucked well. There was dried cum on her tits, and her cunt was red and glistening. A trickle was still leaking out and running down onto the bed. Without a word I almost jumped onto the bed between her legs. I sunk my painfully hard cock into her fuck hole in one stroke. The feeling was intense. I had never felt. One by one I led them back to the truck and had them kneel in the grass. Releasing the bonds on their wrists, I left the blindfolds in place and simply admired my fuck toys for a minute. I stepped up to Jan and rubbed my crotch in her face, and she responded like the helpless whore that she is. But I had other things in mind and pushed her away roughly.I peeled my shirt off and then removed the blindfold from Trace. Standing over him was such a feeling of power and he looked up with an. Well, I’d been there, done that. after a while, I cancelled my membership and deleted my profile. I wasn’t getting anywhere and the constant rejection was eating into my confidence and well being.My evenings and sometimes mornings spent with my right hand were, on the other hand, most enjoyable. There was always a new Lush story or message to get my imagination going. I think the creativity of my fellow site members made it far more enjoyable than say Pornhub. I found that the picture galleries. ?You DO want to thank me properly, don’t you, slut?? she asked, her voice now harsh, almost strident.?Yes, Mistress Camille, very much so, Mistress Camille,? he heard himself intone.She laughed. ?Liar!? And then she adopted her slapping position.He waited as she dragged out the slapping process, all part of the ritual to delay the third ?Thank-you?, and then she slapped him to more ear-ringing submission. These two were the hardest slaps he had endured, but his feet-wide stance meant his head.