Rope burns noticeable around her ankles and wrists. She looks towards you and in frenzy shouts out, “Free my hands, now free my hands.” You go r...und and undo the knots and her arms are free. She instantly grabs your boss in a bear hug. Her finger nails dig into his hairy back. Your boss is now taking long slow deep thrusts into your wife. You quickly return to your much-loved vantage point. And you can see your boss’s cum run out of your wife’s pussy. It trickles down her arse and soaks into. She giggled to herself as a naughty thought occurred to her; a way of testing Bruce's character. He was conscious regularly now, though still hazy at times. They could hold conversations, even if sometimes it seemed he thought he was somewhere else. Or maybe someone else. The last time he woke he asked if she would release him from his bondage and she kissed him, despite his protests, and said no. Now she decided she would. ***Bruce Wayne was not as large a man as his armoured costume. The four post bed is just beyond the sitting area and a large sliding window to the right. This door opens to a balcony that overlooks the ocean. We put our bags down inside the door and you embraces me you kiss me softly and I trail my hands from your back to your buttocks and pull you close I feel your groin start to stir.You lift me in your arms and take me to the bed. You sit me on the edge of the bed and kneel in front of me. You start at my knees and kiss the inside; I take my hands and. ”“You’re kidding?”“No. I’m heading for California. I’m starting a new life, without you.”“Alex!” She was sobbing now. “Don’t leave me please. This meant nothing to us. I was just mad and things got out of hand, I’m really sorry.”“Maybe it meant nothing to you. For me it has been a total nightmare, the worst time of my life and the definite end of our relationship.”“Alex, please turn around. We can still fix this.”“No, I don’t even want to fix this. You’ve tortured and publicly humiliated me for.