It got a bit fiddly tying the rope firmly enough around her cuffed hands, but after a time she was restrained. I thought tying her legs would be bette... left for another outing. Start small and work your way up. But she seemed a little surprised, maybe even disappointed. Another mental note was made. I was beginning to wonder just how far she was willing to go. The thought excited me. So there she lay on her back, her hands tightly bound above her head. It only remained to blindfold her, and. I love eating her pussy and making her cum. I feel some sort of satisfaction knowing I can make her scream with delight. I was licking her slit, pushing my tongue in her hole and then sucking her clit while fluttering my tongue over it real fast. I reached up to toy with her nipples, finding her hands cupping her own tits. I even dropped down to lick her tight little asshole. I don't care for licking asses, but I do it to please her.I was licking and sucking on her pussy, as she road my face to. "A potent symbol of your femaleness. I never want tosee you without a bra on again...ever!" She told him. John blushed as he adverted his eye's and ran his palms overthe lace covered cups of his bra and her fingers that continuedto tweak his nipples. "Never!" He wispered. "You never will.Ever!" He promised her. The following days found them both transformed from the neckdown! John, with the cunning use of a full lycra corset, now hada stunning hour-glass figure. His gorgeous legs were. Iii.Most of the second month seemed an afterthought -- I was well-prepared, it began, I did what I had to do, and it ended. But what ended and what then began was not quite what either of us anticipated.What should have been my ultimate humiliation, my catastrophic disgrace in my own eyes and my wife's vengeful intentions, turned out to be ... not much at all. Mostly more of same, except that each of the designated Saturdays a guy I hardly knew came on to me, I minced about and teased him some,.