He looked at the purse and realized he had picked it based on function,as a man would, and that it did not match his dress at all. He lookedagain and...found a small black clutch that wouldn't even hold all themakeup he had stashed in the purse. "How do they decide what to takewith them?" he wondered. He chose the lipstick and foundation, thinkingit would be the most likely to be worn off, and put it in his clutch.Turning to the mirror, he critically examined the person looking back.He was not. I had been sucking and fucking James for over two years now and I knew when he was ready to explode, so I took him in both hands and jerked off his thick tool into my mouth, gulping down his sticky treat. I looked up in his eyes as he came and wondered if he would remain erect once I finished draining a load from his balls. I pumped his rod and sucked his balls and realized he would live up to my expectations, so I had him lay back on the couch and I slid down onto his rock, hard penis and rode. I caught my wife looking it over one day. I replaced it with a regular quarter in case she ever tried to use it on me. She had a look of horror as I revealed the tails side of the coin. I got up from the couch, grabbed her gently by the wrists and pulled her into me, then slid my hands around her back to those two tight mounds. “Honey-Honey” she said with a look of fear in her eyes, “You have to be careful”. I reached for her wrist and slowly pulled towards the bedroom. I didn’t say anything in. "She informed me that I would have three positions that she would just say and that I would be expected to conform to immediately. The First Position was on my knees in front of her, as she sat on the couch, with my nose on her on panties. She would frequently leave me there for long periods, testing me. She would talk to me, pet my hair, my body, touch my hard clitty or ignore me. Whatever she wanted. Sometimes she would even watch tv with me like that, nose on her cunty panties, touching my.