Beneath the hem of the housecoat I could see the line of the seam that ran up the back of her white stockings and I knew that she’d obeyed my instru...tions on how she should dress for our visit. After descending some wooden stairs underneath the old house we found ourselves in a warm and gently-lit room - nothing sinister except that the walls of the room were lined with erotic pictures of pure acts of submission. There were frames fastened to the walls with linkage points for chains and ropes. He remained still and allowed her to adjust to his size. As soon as she raised her head up he started slowly fucking her ass. I watched him fuck my wife's tight butthole for over an hour. In that hour she had several orgasms from having her ass stretchedI watched Tim's ass cheeks tighten and I could tell he was pumping his nuts into her butt. He pulled out and went to the restroom. My wife fell flat on her stomach. Her legs slightly apart. She turned her head to face me, ahh that was nice she. His thumb stroked my cheek and his fingers tickled the back of my neck. He half smiled at me with the same smile that made me fall head over heels for him and moved his fingers into my hair. "I know, babe. I know." I kind of smiled back, still unaware of how he was feeling towards me. I didn't know if he could forgive so quick. But I guess he had from what happened next. He tried to pull me up so I was standing over him, put his arms around my waist and pulled me over to sit on his lap, my legs. I pulled back and slowly ran my tongue over his cock head. I watched as a drop of pre-cum formed on the tip. “Oh look you have a special treat for me!” I said as I let my tongue touch it. The taste was like an aphrodisiac and as I pulled away it turned into a long thin string connecting his cock to my mouth. I slowly sucked the string of man juice into my mouth. I smiled at him.Suddenly he grabbed my head and pushed his cock into my mouth and fucked my face. “Yes he is using me as his slut!” I.