Then I worked the tip of my dick in her tight, wet pussy. She begged for more, but I took my time teasing her for as long as I could until I finally p...unged deep into her. As she gasped, I shoved my cum covered fingers into her mouth. She licked and sucked my fingers clean between her orgasms. I flipped her over doggie style and started fucking her again. When I stuck a thumb in her ass, she begged for her toy. I fetched her plug and let her lube it up with her spit before I slowly worked it. A mix of what may be, interlaced with those delicious memories of that time before. As the train jerks awkwardly to one side, causing everyone to jolt, your thumb lightly traces your wrists. Wrists that he had bound in silk on that night and opened your eyes to new worlds. And despite the marks of silk upon your creamy flesh having long gone, the fond memories were burnt forevermore in the recesses of your mind. Closing your eyes to the outside world, as your thumb lightly circles, you dare. In there was 4 pink pills and one red. Using a pill cutter I cut the red pill and put half in a small piece of tissue to take with me in case I needed it later and placed the other half beside my purse to take just before leaving. I continually assessed myself at each stage of preparedness. During the process I had drank one full glass of wine and was almost finished the second as I stood before the full length mirror that was on the back of our bedroom door. Just so that you know, my usual. He have never considered anal sex but found that being a servant for a dog had aroused feelings he had never knew he had. Far from being ashamed of those feelings he found he wanted more. This time he wouldn’t need the special tea to put him in the mood. Millie found it exciting to see her husband being anally abused. Her only reservation was that she wasn’t getting serviced.Barry and Millie went shopping as was their usual routine. They stopped for coffee and Millie chuckled and said Ann’s tea.