In public, Cara was always the perfect, sweet, beautful lady that everyone liked but never suspected what her love life was like, and here she was now... trying to force her tongue up her husband's ass!Standing up again, she urged her husband back on the bed as she removed her teddy and bikini panties revealing her gorgeous body and laid down beside him.I'm going to fuck your brains out," she whispered. "Oooo baby, how about we start with a good face-fuck?" He loved it when she sat on his face. The chain was not going to budge.He scanned the room for inspiration and his eyes fell on a telephonefastened to the kitchen wall.'Surely not, a phone? That would be too easy' he thought to himself.After a few seconds staring in disbelief, he pulled himself back to hisfeet and walked over to it. He hesitated before lifting the receiver,not allowing himself to hope that it would be actually connected.Finally he reached out and grabbed the phone, quickly bringing it to hisear. He yelped with. Again!? ?Yes Mistress.? The blonde acknowledges, glancing toward Lynn’s reddened, swollen eyes. ?Swish!? Lynn’s eyes glare back, locks with the blonde’s. Trying to hold her breath, her flattened stomach hollows under her defined ribcage. ?Thwack!? ?Oomph!? Aaaaagggghhh!!? The sound of the flexing bamboo cane slashing thru the air, Lynn’s grunt as she holds her breath, the cane flattening into the bare flesh, Lynn’s long, pitiful scream, all fill the room in rapid. She could smell the fresh scent of his cologne and she discreetly drew it into her lungs. It had been years since her husband had worn cologne for her but Tony wore a similar scent and it made her body hum."This is me," Caroline said with a warm smile as the elevator slowed to a halt. She had made her feelings clear and she had given Tony her number when they were still in the bar so they could continue their conversation at a later date.Tony nodded and helped her from the elevator. Her room.