Deliberately torturing him, she luxuriated in how she would pay for it. She knew what he was capable of after tormenting him like this. She yearned fo... the throbbing ache of her bruised sex after he had been inside her all night. She craved that wetness of his spunk leaking from her throughout tomorrow. He kissed her neck and took the opportunity to be heard. “You filthy fucking slut. I want you.” Symbiotically they writhed against each other, engrossed in each other as if no one else was. "Oh no, Jenny will be another 45 minutes, plenty of time..." and she pulled her nightie up and over her head - she was naked in my arms, her shape, her skin much as I remembered, but maybe a few pounds more here and there.Having removed her nightie, Carol now set about removing my clothes, few as they were, just summer trousers and cotton shirt; she left the socks, but kicked off my sneakers.Then we became wrapped in each other, exploring, teasing, sucking, kissing.She bent and took my member. I dont know if this guy are nuts or not Why does a hubby call a guy that in profesion fucked his wife?? It made me curious So I decided to meet up with them. So they or rather him invited me to their hose again. As I been there Before I know where to go.So on planned time I rang their doorbell and Her Hubby open and asked me to come on in. He said to his wife do you know this guy from Before? No said Betty wjhy you ask. Just askin he said. Betty came up to me and smiled and said Hallo and said. She needed it.The slave was laying on a narrow, hard wooden bench. Her arms were cuffed together under the bench and her legs had been pulled back and spread into a split, with her swollen, hairless cunt helplessly spread at the bottom. Her ankles were tied with rough rope and to anchors set into the floor.Her large breasts were painfully crushed at the base by two metal bars, not more than an inch in diameter. The bars themselves were grooved where they pressed against her soft, bulging flesh,.