.. and I wanted to make this weekend special, just like the previous...” she said, as she turned around once more, making sure she wiggled her ass s...ductively.“If strange people have seen all this, he has the right to see it too.” She figured, as she fought her own feeling of mixed shame and disgust.Especially because she was lying to him about, well, everything.She walked up to him and kissed him passionately. He returned the kiss, and finally grabbed her passionately, throwing his strong arms. It seemed to go on forever; no matter how much she felt had already been pushed inside her, there was always another inch to go. After what felt like an eternity of pleasure mixed with pain, Mary felt Mistress’ hips press against her arse, and knew that the strap-on was all the way inside her. She made herself take slow, deep breaths, adjusting to the feeling of being so… full. Mistress leaned over her, kissing her neck. “How does it feel, sweetie?” she asked. “It’s so big, Mistress” whispered. I held her by the waist. We went inside, occupied a table and started our discussion. I kept on praising her beauty and she couldn’t stop blushing. We had two rounds of drinks. I was touching her feet every now and then and every time she used to give a deadly stare.I was enjoying the moment like anything. She told me that she is not so happy from her marriage as her husband works in IT. He doesn’t give her much attention, and she starves sometimes for a good company and physical touch. I felt. I tried to wiggle away but he held me firm with his other hand. “Relax Billy. The quicker you relax your rectum the sooner it will stop hurting” he said as he pushed the toy further into my ass. Then he began to slowly pull it out. I started to enjoy the sensation. Then it was going back in. I stopped squirming away and began to push back against the dildo. “That’s it” he cooed to me “be my slut and fuck that cock.He stopped holding me in place and moved his free hand down to his own cock. I.