Her pussy looked like a collapsing dam, squirting everywhere on my bedsheets.Turns out her nectar was an excellent conductor of electricity. So, I pus...ed the gas lighter inside her pussy. “Wait! What about you? I want to feel you inside me”She had a point. “I guess I’ll just stick it in your ass then” “That’s a good idea. I have something that may help you do it” My sister stood up and searched her purse. “Remember these? We used to play with these all the time last summer”In her hand were. “You seem more relaxed lately, in terms of your marriage, in spite of the Bondage Reform Act,” Bob Ryan observed, the wealthy philanthropist still planning to run for Governor of Florida in 2030.“Well, I’m a bit ashamed that it took slavery and the moral support of my sister-Domme-wife to let me finally relax about my marriage and learn to trust a man who so clearly loves me ... and accept that he can love another woman, just as I can. I let go of my anxiety, insecurity, hypocrisy, etc. and. I follow you back to the lift the doors open and we enter the empty lift. As soon the doors close we are in each others arms kissing hands roaming all the way to the 4th floor. Ping the doors open and red faced we step out and head to the car. We both go round the back of the car and I open the boot you drop the shopping in the back. “Can I have my knickers back please”you ask? I reach in my pocket and pull them out and hand them to you. You drop to your knees and start to undo my jeans. My. I cannot explain the sheer anxiety and butterflies that were going through my body that night on the short drive to his house with a raging erection and no underwear on. I must have purposely driven past his house several times before finally parking in front. I nervously got out of my car and walked to the shed on his property that we agreed to meet in. As I approached he open the door to the shed and invited me in. He thanked me for coming and must have noticed his nervous I was as he.