Taking a deep breath Daniel reached the front door so he bent down and peeped through the letterbox. An old grandfather clock stood in the hallway be...ide a winding staircase and a murky horrible smell like rotten flesh filled the entire house. Daniel stood up and made his way to the back of the house where he would stay for the rest of the night. An old iron gate swung open as Daniel entered and made his way to the back of the garden. Before settling down he looked round and noticed the garden. “K” was a very well trained submissive. I truly loved my wife and sexually she was all I could have ever wanted. Her depression illness had made all of that kinky fun we used to have impossible for us to really enjoy. Most of the time “K” was an emotional hot mess that I had to try and take care of, we were going into a second year of it. That was why I decided to respond to “S” and that “vibe” she sent out that she wanted me. I needed to escape my wife’s illness. I considered all the possible. " I moaned. I felt him pull the chain harder. "Rochelle go get your suitcase. I want to get to know Alyssia a little better," Coach Ryan said with a wicked grin on his face. I felt his hands gently part the folds of my pussy and he slipped a finger inside of me and then added two. He pulled them out then pushed them back inside. I moaned."Do NOT cum until I give you permission," he said, thrusting a third finger into my wet pussy. He gently unclipped the nipple clamps and covered my nipples. What makes her so much better? That she can sit smugly in an empty subway car looking down at me.I'm just as good as she is!No, not really.She's a Nun, a woman of the faith.Still how can she tell I just got off work?Is the smell of smoke and alcohol that strong?It must be, she couldn't possibly see my outfit beneath these cloths.But she knows, I just know it. The way she keeps looking at me from time to time, with that look of lowly pity... and disgust.Well what the hell does she want from me?.