One day my husband and I were sexting and he told me that he wanted to go down on me after ejaculation, so I took the opportunity to ask him some ques...ions about it. Mostly, I was curious about his motivations. He told me, and I have no reason to doubt him in this, that while he does enjoy the taste of his sperm mixed with my orgasm, it is more of a mental thing for him than anything else. He told me that, for him, it was a way for him to show me how much he loved me and how important my. Claire stood by me as we motored to the harbor mouth but when we had cleared so that I could raise the sail for the first leg, she disappeared.Underway and on course with full sail in a modest breeze and no other boats near us, I let the autopilot take over and went looking for Claire. I found her in the master stateroom, stark naked and spread-eagle on the bed, her arms stretched out to me in supplication.Two features struck me immediately. Her jugs were disproportionately large for the rest. "Maybe that one should be last," I whispered."Erica, darling, that one's from Mr. Reed. Why don't you open it last?"Erica looked up, her surprise matching my own. She moved it to the side and continued her quest to eliminate the pile of wrapped presents.The small purse with five $10 bills was another big hit, as were the rollerblades, each calling for another shriek and a visit to her mother's lap, bringing forth more giggles and laughter from the woman beside me. Sandy was smiling hugely,. "I love it! Is this a fun one for you?"Mistress Spice laughs lightly, "Of course, I always enjoy hurting mylittle bitch here." She runs her long red finger nails down it's back,making sure to rake them over his red welts, making him squirm and moan."Any special strategy?" Lady Vendela admires her technique."No, I'm just going to have fun beating the shit out him, and hopefullyeveryone enjoys the show!" Mistress Spice laughs lightly again."Have fun then, good luck it!" Mistress Vendela moves.