How many times have I stood before this very barrier, yearning to pass beyond yet deeming the time unripe? I’ll need to lever the door open with car... and in silence, for a noisy entrance would delay all my plans. Removing a trio of tools and a bottle of oil from his pack, he set to work.Fully awake, Éowyn once again bemoaned her fate. I can’t believe this is happening to me again. Enhancing the sting of her humiliation was the knowledge that, for a third time in three days, she — the allegedly. Sarah catches it and I feel just a bit like someone taped my dick. Not nice girls, play nice with your toys or I'll take them away. Oh wow, this power might be going to my head a bit. "Dang, that's heavy. She holds it just above the balls and then moves it like a sword fight. "This is the actual size of his cock when it's hard?" She now holds it up to her forearm measuring. From the knuckles of her first to her elbow. "Fuck, I don't know if I can take all of that."Clara leans forward and and. ..who realized what she had done, is all apologies and ready to deal.AWWYEAH!So, My loving wife........makes me the naked cleanup boy for the rest of the week at the salon. All groping and whatever is completely OK.So, the customers were a blast but......Liz was better.Day one. I am dropped off with no clothes by Sarah......giggling all the way. Liz begins to spank me before I am even in the salon. No clients for an hour.......I am sat in the chair and scrutinized. OK says Liz, get up. This is where I want to be. Why do I have to leave? I tilt back, so I can feel as much of him pressed against me as I can. I feel his hands on my hips, guiding me as we move. I want to ride him, but he hold me back, torturing me as he moves in and out of me, slowly, deliberately. I feel his head run against the back of my vagina, anticipating the rush each time he nears my G-spot. ‘More,’ I plead. ‘Please, more.’ Self-control he certainly has, but only so much. My keening and begging thrill him.