"It feels nice too," Phillip said softly, "nice and hard." We'd, we'd, better join Kevin," I panted before I pushed my lips to his and, kissed him aga...n. This time though, his mouth opened and we tasted each other's tongues. I didn't want that kiss to ever end but, I knew we had to join my husband.Phillip went to the backyard while I got him a cold beer from the refrigerator. My husband was already drinking his Jack Daniels when I joined the boys."What's got you so excited?" Kevin joked as he. Curling his toes at times which was really getting me even more turned on. I have a thing for masculine men with big feet. I think it's so hot and I'm willing to oblige in giving them pleasure. It was starting to thunder outside and I knew severe storm warnings were posted for the night. I stood him up and slowly helped him take off his suit jacket. What a body this man had, my goodness. The way his dress shirt fit his upper body was like a dream. As I loosened his tie he pulled my mouth to his. "No Daddy. I'm sorry Daddy." You sound so little. So meek and ashamed for disappointing me. I'm rock hard and excited. I love having your trust and control. "Did you cum?" I ask as if disappointed. You nod. "I'm sorry Daddy.", you say as I whip your ass again harder.Your head laying on the table. You are panting a bit and your body is beginning to convulse. "Daddy, I'm about to cum"I lay the belt across your back gently. I step out of my pants and boxer-briefs and kick them aside. Kneeling down. I never hesitated at that point, I was too far gone, my husband who neglected me so often had sold me for his own pleasure, and I willingly layed back and spread my legs for this stud and my mistress, knowing I could never go back to the meek wife I once was.At least half an hour later he was still driving deep into me, holding my legs up, my discarded heels on the floor between the table and the open door as he continued to pound his hardness for my pleasure, as my husband was walked by, my.