I held her down, then just as she stopped, whipped her round, putting her arms behind back. I saw an unplugged cable for a laptop, so I wrapped it rou...d her wrists, tying it tightly.“You’re hurting me.”“Good.”There were no other spare cables. She was wearing jeans with a belt. I undid the belt and started to pull, but it had a big buckle and her wriggles made it impossible to get it off. So I undid the button and fly, and slid them below her knee. She wriggled more but her legs were so wrapped. Tensions were rising over this issue but what came next I wasn’t ready for. We shared a dirty clothes hamper in our bathroom. One morning I was getting low on clean panties and remembered I had put a pair in the hamper that I wore for just the evening the night before. I figured I could get one more days use out of them. I was confused as I had to dig almost to the bottom to find them, past clothes I has worn the day before. When I pulled them out the crotch was completely stiff and embedded in. I sneaked quietly from under the covers, and headed for the kitchen.Clothing around the house was only bothered with in the case of visitors, excursions or cold, and none of those applied as I padded down the cool bare wood hallway, following the scent.Turning into the kitchen, I noticed two important things. Firstly, my husband was in the kitchen, naked, and looking yummy. Secondly, he was sitting at the long wooden bench seat, facing the table, and about to get started on bacon and eggs. By. She ran her hand over the bulge, which was pretty fucking enormous at this point, and said ‘My God’ or something, ‘you must be excited. Have you ever had a woman before?’ I shook my head. ‘Well, don’t worry, I’m a great teacher.’ She wasn’t bloody joking. She pulled my jeans down and off, and felt my cock through my underpants which were straining to contain it. She stood up, kissed me and stuck her tongue deep into my mouth. She hugged me hard against her tits. She was strong.”I could.