Whilst I was preparing dinner I would serve You all champagne. For a first course I would prepare a crayfish and crab salad with guacamole, served wit... a chilled dry white wine. For the main course, chicken breasts stuffed with pate in a mushroom and brandy cream sauce, served with baby new potatoes, baby leeks and green beans. For pudding I would serve a forest fruit pavlova with lots of whipped cream. Whilst You were eating I would make sure I was at hand to keep Your glasses topped up and. “Don’t make me ask again!”The thing stood proud and wiggled as he manoeuvred me this way and that until he had me how he wanted me. He spat down a huge globule of saliva onto his members angry head and he rubbed. I looked away again and buried my head in the hay. It nudged and prodded for a few more brief seconds and then it touched me there. Right there.I instantly twitched uncontrollably and he rubbed me with it. Just there, right there. My little flower opened up exposing my inner dampness. Her husband would be home soon and he liked her in nothing but a robe and naked under it. He had a starving appetite for sex and he always wanted her as soon as he got home. He would remove her robe and fuck her right there inside the door. Then he would fuck her at least four more times before bedtime. He liked her home waiting for his big hard cock when he walked in the door. He had convinced her to quit her job once they got married. He usually had his cock in her or his fingers. He loved to. I sat there smoking enough that the smell permeated the whole house. Richard would have some real explaining to do when his wife got home. Finally, Richard woke up and asked what happened. I told him that I was about to teach him a lesson about playing with a woman's emotions. He began to struggle and curse at me. "Now that's no way to treat the woman that is going to give you the ride of your life, is it?" With that, I took off my panties, rolled them up, and shoved them in his mouth. "FUCK.