I asked him if anyone in his life turned him on really bad and he said yes. He began telling me about an older woman in her 40s and how she turned him...on but she didn't know it. He admitted they don't talk dirty nor trade dirty pics. He also admitted he had not seen any nude pics of her. I asked for her name and he told me, it turned out to be my wife that he was talking about. I pretended to look her up on Facebook and sent him her profile pic, he verified it was her. There were certain things. Her pert pale breasts looked exquiste being fondled by the big black hand! In leaning forwards, she had thrust her ass out towards the hand to her right. he's hand was now sliding up her thigh, underneath her mini skirt! He started to thunble with her little thong, before tugging them down to her knee's! She looked back over her shoulder, and obliged him by lifting a leg up, one at a time, allowing him to claim he's trophy, my wife's thong! He quickly took them back through he's glory hole, and. His lips kissed the tender skin over there.He liked the taste of it. Then he slowly opened his tongue and licked it. Riya felt tickling and tried to close her arms. He held her arm, raised it high, and then again licked her. She felt elated. She could feel her inner feelings building up. He then moved to her left and repeated the same.He used both his arms to raise her arms high and kissed her left underarm. Then he used his tongue over her sleek skin over there. Riya’s body was shaking. She. I held it up to the light and to be honest it was quite beautiful. Placing it back down I held up the pink collar, noting that there was no buckle on it, just a metal clip on one end that slid into a sleeve on the other end of the collar. Standing in front of the mirror I wrapped the collar around my neck with the dildo-shaped tag hanging above my chest and locked it in place. It was tight around my neck but not uncomfortably so and perfectly matched the rest of my outfit. I tugged at the clip.