I loved pony tails because it made it so easy to fuck a woman's throat. I stood up and said, "Close the door then continue to face towards the door. G...ntly toss back the purse then get on your knees." She did so obediently. I walked up behind her and picked up the bag and zipped it open. Inside was some rope and the ball gag with a bright red ball. I pulled out the rope and carefully tied her hands behind her back. I leaned in and breathed in her scent. Her perfume made me want to take her. It was as if she wanted him to look her in the eye, to see her purely as a sex object. He loved it, though he still wasn’t sure how to act on it, expecting the old Donna to return any time.Donna for her part had to overcome her inhibition for sucking dick. Especially as Robert’s was not really clean. She had to suck off the left over cum, and the taste was horrible after the nice meal. She forced herself to keep on sucking and soon the taste, as expected, was gone. All the time she kept her eye. Time passed, and every month that she wasn't knocked up just emboldend us. First I stopped pulling out on her "safe days" - a few days before and after each cycle ended. Then eventually, she trusted me enough that we threw away the condoms and did withdrawl on her unsafe days. So for half the month I'd cover her belly with sperm every night, and for the other half, I'd fill it.Of course, our luck didn't hold out forever. By our first anniversary, I had shot enough sperm into her womb to. My dick was harder than ever and became swollen begging to shoot a warm load in her mouth. I got to the point where I couldn't cum and she noticed that I was having a hard time cumming. I started stroking my dick right in front of her. I never even did that with my wife. She sat in between my legs and played with her tits for me. Finally she said, I want you to fuck me! I thought she was talking dirty to me and replied, yeah that would be awesome. She said no, I'm not playing. I want you to.