She sat at her desk and relived the afternoon in her mind and how it made her feel as well as the reaction from her husband. The sexy wife felt her pu...sy moisten as she remembered the taste of her husband's cock in her mouth. It had turned her on beyond belief. The depravity of what she had done caused her stomach to turn with excitement.Mrs. Jackson's fingers shook as she tried to type of her keyboard to reply to the email in her inbox but the thoughts of sex consumed her. She finally turned. I returned to the gusset and began to kiss and lap at it furiously. It contained a little bit of cotton and I wanted to get it good and wet. Once I had it saturated I gently raked my upper teeth over it which sent shivers through Karen’s body. “Bryan if you keep doing that I’m going to have an orgasm!” she squealed. “That’s the point Baby! I want you to soak your pantyhose for me. I stood up and guided Karen down to the floor. I placed her legs over my shoulders and then I went to town munching. He’s bent over reading papers barely noticing the burger in his hand.“AHEM”. He looks up and seems startled to see me standing there.“Katt, didn’t you get my message? I really need to stay here and get some work done”, he says as he comes towards me.I smile, “I know but you sounded kind of stressed out and I figured you wouldn’t even stop for dinner so I thought I would stop by and see if you had 5 minutes for a break”.“Uh, sure, I guess, do you want to go sit outside?”“No, I don’t think so. When each of us has punished our slut and we are panting with exertion from the awkwardness of running with our cocks so stiff in our pants, I call the final time out and collect the girls’ underwear.Totally naked they stand shivering in the cool breeze. They aren’t really cold but frightened, and they have good reason. For now I put away the riding crops and pass out thick strips of leather. One woman begins to cry just seeing the instruments of torture.We do not waste much time but.