“If you want me to stop, I have no problems with it,” I said and stopped stroking.“No, no. Finish what you started, bitch,” he said. I bent do...n and unzipped his pant and started sucking on his cock. He came in my mouth. I swallowed the cum.“Ok, see you soon. With the good news,” I said and got off the car. I had my own key, so I didn’t have to call my husband and open the door. But it looks like he was waiting for me to come back. He was still awake, sitting on the sofa in our living. I put it together because she had teased me about it.I haven't really been caged recently, but one night she was chatting with Jay and he wanted her to tease my cock and she had played around with it very lightly and teased me that it got smaller. She had said maybe it's the cock cage. I definitely thought she was just teasing me and I loved it, but this morning I found out she was 100% serious that she thinks my cock has gotten smaller. And she was telling a bull that while probably still. She was singing to herself, obviously in a good mood. I wasn't quite sure how to speak about last night, so I mumbled a “Good morning”, and sat at the table. Best I thought to keep it low key.I mean, you don't go babbling to your mother, “Gee mom, last night was really cool, watching you and dad fuck, when can we do it again? Huh? Huh?” Even though that is exactly the emotional reaction I was having in the more primitive parts of my gray ganglia. While the higher function was posing. I figured that Darlawould be the most logical person to discuss my needs with.I grabbed a blanket, a towel, and my shoulder bag filled with my makeupand other necessities. Sam hadn't been lying. He was indeed back infifteen minutes time. "Are you ready girlfriend?" he asked as he entered without knocking. Itmade no sense at all, but I felt like I hadn't seen him in weeks. Ipractically ran down the stairs, nearly falling head over heels in myflip flops. "Sam!" I exclaimed as I ran to greet him.