Clearly she was being rapidly drawn into our little circle. I met her eyes again, and they were almost begging me, wide and bright. Was she begging to...be released or for enslavement to be taken to new heights. Or did the idea of being collared by a master appeal to her. I was about to ask Jessica a question, but she must have been mind-reading again, because she placed her forefinger over my lips and told me to be patient. She slipped out of the seat and I took her place. Lisa slid over the. With the money we get back, I'll take you out and buy you a new summer outfit. Maybe that blue gown you've wanted, the one that was in that shop window, remember love?Hope all is forgiven.Your ever loving husband."Well, he's managed to do it again!" she thought angrily to herself. "Well, it's not going to work this time!"She made herself a pot of coffee and sat at the kitchen table near the open window and poured herself a cup. The birds were all chirping and the sun was shining into the small. . at first... but not afterwards." The girl's hand slipped down to her cum-dribbling pussy and gently pressed the bruised, tender flesh. She felt empty now, like she had a huge void between her legs."You sure didn't want him to stop... not at the end. Did you cum?" Oh Sherry. It was fab. The most. Are you? Like? What we planned?" Julie was hoping her friend had changed her mind. Despite the nagging anger she felt towards her sister's husband, she had a possessive feeling. She didn't want to. “i don’t know. I’ve just been feeling…horny, lately. That was terrific! Was it good for you?” I asked her. “oh yes…better than good…it was great!” And she rolled over and gave me a big kiss. We fell asleep in each other’s arms, and i felt ten years younger.A few days later, i came home early again, and just as i was pulling into my drive, margaret drove into her own driveway, and we waved at each other. I walked out to my mailbox to get the mail, and saw margaret starting to unload groceries.