Angela cuddled Debbie, kissing and then rubbing her hard clitoris.“But what’s a submissive, Mummy? I heard that they enjoy being tied up and flogg...d -is Daddy one? Does he need a Dominant to abuse him?” “Yes baby - we can be his Dommes - why don’t we dress up for him - he likes my tits in this bustier. You can wear my old red leather shorts - they’re a bit worn out between the legs - I think he’d rather like that”.I was still in the steel cock ring, blindfold and handcuffs when Angela and then. They were clear, and sharp, and as deep as the seas. Susan fell into them as their gazes locked and she knew she was lost."Good. You're awake. Now we can get married," Susan announced.She didn't know why she said that. It just popped out. She tried to put a little smile on to take away some of the seriousness she felt with the statement. Susan was terrified when she realized that she was completely serious. She tried to hide her terror from her future husband, but she didn't think she was. Then she moved her head over my cock and engulfed me with her hot wet mouth. I felt an enormous flood of heat through my body that only intensified as she began to slide her mouth up and down my hardness. As she began to increase her pace I was sure I was going to come in a matter of seconds. Emma clearly sensed my predicament and she lowered her pace to one of agonizing slowness; I could feel every atom of her tongue as it lingered against my pulsating cock. The short hair of my arms rose as I. The conversation was becoming dirtier by the second and I was becoming very aroused. One of the waiters said that he had enjoyed the show and would it be possible to see some more?I knew where this was going and hoped my wife was up for it. She looked over at me and I nodded that it was ok. She sat on the edge of the sofa and spread her wet sopping fanny for all to see and played with herself. The head waiter then looked at me and I asked if it was ok if he wanted to go further?Within seconds,.