” I ordered. She bluntly refused, but changed her mind when I offered her two packs if she did this and did what ever I wanted tomorrow. Luckily for...both of us, we were only children and our parents were at a parent-teacher conference night. I ordered her to finger herself over the phone as I watched her do it on my computer screen. I then ordered her to eat some of her own cum. She did it and awaited further instructions. She had a drop of cum on her lips and it made her look even more sexy. I. . I didn't say anything. I just stood there like a deer in the headlights frozen by fear. The fear of giving in to my desire rather than my moral obligation to class. I'm a lady not the new bar bitch to be banged in the basement. So I stood there...As I stood, he repeated the question as he stepped into me. He was slightly taller than I so his lips lingered an inch above mine as he whispered, "Are you sure?". As I stood still and silent, he slowly took the juice bottles out of my hands. .I think to myself I should go change into a pair of jeans and a t-shirtand take control of my marriage, and not only realize I don't own anyjeans or t-shirts but also what my wife made perfectly clear; we willnever go back to a vanilla marriage. I hang up another skirt when I hearmy wife's car in the driveway.I rush down to the door to greet her, desperately praying that she'salone. Thankfully I see she's alone when I reach the door and quicklydrop to my knees before her. She grabs my collar. I pushed my sweats down, releasing my hard member. She watched it bob as I crawled forward over her."No, you can't put that in me, it's not right," she whispered hoarsely."You want it and you know it," I told her."No, we can't. Not here, not now," she cried.I flipped my penis up and down her vagina. She jerked as I hit her clit. She was gushing as she watched me line it up with her opening. I slipped between her lips just an inch and stopped look her in the eyes. Her head snapped up when.