He was cruel to send her out on a night like this. He had smiled as he had thrown her her coat, and sent her out of the door into the rain without eve... giving her time to dress. He was cruel to give her to another when he knew she loved him, and knew she would obey his command because she loved him. He was cruel not to tell her anything about what he had planned for her, other than where to be and when. It was another one of his games, always cruel and degrading, designed to make her feel. In the house she located the letter opener and slit open the wrapping. Inside was a nondescript small black box devoid of any hint as to its contents.With anticipation the lid was eased open; Vicky peering through the tiniest of opening trying to anticipate the contents. The darkness inside thwarted her efforts.Her hands began to tremble slightly, she felt like a kid with a surprise present. Finally there was no alternative but to fully open the container.What greeted her eyes was small golden. I could then just make out my wife’s tongue as it lapped at Connie’s cum-filled pussy. Connie held my wife’s head against her as she lapped, licked and cleaned her sloppy pussy. It’s then that my wife’s actual words broke the silence:“Look how hard you are right now?” my wife asked out loud. “and do you remember kissing me that night, after I got home? It was not just Connie’s cum on my lips, but it was all those guys who fucked her that night.”Connie then walked over, limbed up on the bed and. "I like you." Oh really?" Yes. You're sweet. You try not to act that way, but it slips insometimes."Penny felt herself get uncomfortable. She steered the conversationaway. "Do you like my office?" asked Penny."Not really." Really?" she asked. "Why not?" It's too stuffy." The air, you mean?" No, the whole thing. It's too sterile and clean. It looks like acatalogue, not a home."Penny clenched and unclenched her fist. "Because it's clean?" sheclarified."Yes. It doesn't look lived in. It looks.