I take a hold a hand full of hair and start making him bob his head fast. Suddenly I hold his head down forcing my cock down his throat. But this time...I force his head to bob as my cock repeatedly hits the back of his throat. He's gagging and gasping for air. Pulling his head up I tell him;Catching your breath bitch, because this time you are going to take my cock. Forcing his mouth down on my cock Im quickly making him bob his head. My cock is hitting the back of his throat. He keep bobbing. I was still fuming about what Zack had told me about Jessica and my husband. It was hard to believe that my husband would be having an affair with my sister, but she is alluring for any man. The thing that bothered me the most is that I had never turned my Fred down at any time. Even when I had my period, he would be taken care of by my mouth.Jessica's car pulled into the underground parking garage, and I waited for her to get to her apartment. I knocked on the door, and she answered, standing. They talked about Elliott’s plan for the tutoring lessons as they ate their breakfast. He could clearly see how happy his mother was, much happier than normal, and he hoped that what he had done for her with his mouth was at least responsible for some of that joy that seemed to radiate off of her. They were just finishing the last mouthfuls of coffee when Elliott’s phone buzzed, this time indicating a real call, not just a text.“It’s Jamal,” Elliott said as he picked up the phone he’d had. When I'm ready to bind myself to the bed I can choose between a ball gag, a pair of clothespins tied together with a string, and a cock sheath, depending on what I want my wife to do. When I'm wearing the ball gag, she gets a cat-o-nine tails whip from the closet, and whips me for ten to fifteen minutes. She whips my stomach, legs, and cock. Mostly my cock. When I'm wearing the clothespins on my nipples, she lays down on my chest. Her bra presses the clothespins into my chest while she kisses.