But when I got to the top of the stairs, I saw something that stopped me in my tracks. I saw you looking at your phone, with your hand over the front ...f your pants. You were rubbing your cock…” My face turned red with embarrassment and I cringed when she said cock. “…I stopped at the top of the stairs and watched. You grabbed your cock and continued rubbing it. Then you unzipped your pants and threaded your cock out and started stroking it. I got really excited watching you masturbate. I. John stepped out of the kitchen and peered at us as I tentatively moved downstairs step to step in my 3 inch heeled boots. “Jesus!” he bellowed and nervously adjusted his crotch. Amanda fired a pellet from her gun at his head. “You can stop that now!” She laughed then fired a second at his chest making him flinch. “You’ll have to make do with me when I get home!” Pretending to be frightened of his wife John cowered behind a tea-towel, “What about…you know?” He nodded his head at a bag lying. ‘Lets get one thing straight, dear. I’m the one in charge. You’ll take what I give you.’ Capturing both her hands, he placed them above her head, holding them imprisoned with one hand. His other hand traveled down her body to explore her pussy. He wanted to see just how wet she was for him. His fingers probed the folds of her vagina, feeling her incredible need to have him. ‘Dirty bunny, you’re soaking the sheets with your fluids.’ He brought his fingers up to show her how they glistened with. He was a very domineering man. One who knew what he wanted, and how to get it. He also crushed anyone foolish enough to stand in his way. By the time I was born he was a billionaire.My Mother, on the other hand, was a typical, rich man's trophy wife. Where he was totally domineering, she was naturally submissive. Blonde and beautiful with big tits and a shapely ass. What we commonly call a "dumb blonde". Dumb like a fox. Although she was an intelligent woman, she never showed it publicly. She.