A bit sharp at the edge.”“That’s by design, of course. Keep your pussy lips spread and your cunt right on top of the edge, and it will get a lot...sharper. But you know that you can get off at any time, right? That would end this interview immediately, and you could not become one of my slaves then, but you can get off the horse at your discretion.”“I know, Sir. I’ll stay.”“Good. But keep in mind that the point of this interview is for me to get to know you. Your sexual past, your BDSM. ‘Did you enjoy the sight, I’m sure the plumber did?’ She then slips her hand down the front of my trousers and grabs a handful of my pulsing manhood. ‘I’m so horny’ she leans in whispering into my ear. She takes her hand out and pulls the middle of her dressing gown to the side. Her left breast fully exposed, her nipple is so hard and looking so appealing, I lean in and suck on it. Flicking over it with my tongue my wife grabs a hand full of my hair ‘Yes!’ she moans. She pushes the back of my. She began gently but firmly massaging her other calf, but this time Danny moved up to work on Sam’s thigh as well. Sam didn’t notice, she was caught up in how strong yet careful Danny’s hands were, and she knew just what to do for each muscle. Danny, noticing how much Sam enjoyed this, said “why don’t you lay on your stomach, I can rub your back, I’ll have you begging for mercy then” and she laughed a bit, eyes dancing. Sam caught up in Danny’s hands turned over and Danny began rubbing Sam’s. It was one of the largest and oldest homes in the area. It was a bargain, and he couldn't figure out why it had been on the market for almost 2 years and was such a steal! Close to the city, but on the edge of the suburbs. it had a triple lot with high walls and higher shrubs and trees that provided the perfect amount of privacy for the backyard and the large pool. The yard had been shot to hell, and took him a couple of weeks to really get it all cleaned up again. The pool and hot tub were.