The following week I was able to maneuver things so that Dick's group was in my section again. I was about to thank him for the big tip the previous ...eek when he briefly put his finger to his lips and almost imperceptibly shook his head no. Maybe he read my mind. Then he barely tipped his head towards his wife and again signalled no. Didn't want her to know? What's going on? Well, the meal went well, the service was impeccable if I do say so myself, and there was a good bit of friendly. Every time he enters me, I try to thrust my body back to meet his, but I have no ability to move. The saddle horse has me that if I move too much I’ll be unbalanced and topple. Henry can feel that I’m trying to meet him and the irritable bastard that he is presses his hands into my hips holding me still, pushing my hips into that hard wooden horse.“Fuck me!” I pant. “Henry! Harder!” I try to sound annoyed, but I come across as begging.Henry grips my hips.Presses down.Just his cock’s head still. Then, when you return, she tells you that sheis disappointed that you tried so hard not to be seen. She explains thatsince you think nothing of showing your obvious arousal to her, that shewants you to show others that you appreciate your Mistress. Aspunishment, you are to get the mail from your mailbox which is out on theporch. Now you know that you’re in trouble. As you begin to open thedoor, you feel your heart racing. You are so nervous that you findyourself paralyzed with your. He grabbed a handful of my hair and began pumping away at me."auhhhhh dirk!" I gasped. he leaned forward and kissed me on the back of my neck "Jodi" he gasped. the way he was probing my wet snatch with his cock was not what I anticipated my husband had never taken me to task like this before! I grabbed the bedsheets as he continued to have at me on the bed." shit ooh give it to me fucking Jesus" I cried out dirk's unforgiving strokes continued pretty soon our flesh began slapping against each.