” “Why are you saying those things?” “It’s not like you’ve wanted to have sex with me for months. Are you cheating on me? You better com... clean, Ellen. I’m not happy with you at all.” “You’ve not wanted to have sex with me either. I’ve been thinking that you're having an affair." “I’m not having one. I think my slutty wife has slept with the neighbor. I have to say, it’s kind of making me hard. So did you fuck him?” “Yes. I fucked him. Are you happy now?” My husband didn’t say anything. He. Like a sated lioness, the Dominatrix lifted her mighty frame off of her prey, her cunt still throbbing. She gazed at the still hard cock of her toy."Mistress Wanda," Michelle said trembling from top to bottom, "may I please have permission to speak?" Certainly, dear," the gracious Mistress replied."Please, please," her property said with a whimper, "please let me cum." You want to cum?" If it pleases you, Mistress." Will you be a good little bitch and always obey your Mistress?" Oh, yes, dear. ." She hummed as she brought his head closer to her breasts; she always enjoyed it when a man worshipped her breasts. She knew that he would go gentle, the way she preferred, instead of rough like some of her older sex companions. Her hand, meanwhile, slipped down his chest and to his pants, where she could feel a hard-on. With one hand, she lifted his head and looked into his eyes."Come on, it's time," She whispered as she knelt down and slowly unzipped and unbuttoned his pants, releasing his. At least the cold air helped raise some goosebumps... And some other things. I needed a reaction from him. I needed him to react. I needed to get him turned on.When Brandon turned to usher me into his room, he stopped and stared for a moment, taken completely unawares. I tried to give him my most innocent smile, but only (purposefully) managed to look guilty.Then he chuckled. "You're something else, you know that." And he pulled me into his arms again, still smiling."I try," I said cheerfully,.