I checked my messages again to see if I had any; or if Thomas had had to cancel on me for some reason (which did happen, from time to time, with some ...f my patrons), but there was nothing.Then, as I was setting my phone down, I hear the quiet clank of the fence gate latch, and I felt my heart beat increase with the anticipation of yet another nice blow job ahead of me!Sure enough, it was Thomas, a pastor (if you can believe it) of a fairly well know local 'mega-church.' He had been coming to my. You were the one that didn’t think of me or our children! You started this and we’re going to finish it. I refuse to be your wimp husband and I’ll be damned if I will share you with another man! But wait! Has it been other men, plural? And are the kids even mine? I have a lot of questions now Carol, questions I never thought I would have to ask! ‘I trusted you completely but now I can’t even trust you to tell me the truth. And to make it worse, I wasn’t alone when I saw you. My partner and a. I bound her wrists and ankles to the bed postsand turned off the lights leaving her immobilized,blind, and unable to hear. After about half an hour,I crept back into the room and sat next to her. Shefelt my presence as my body moved next to her. I usedblue light to see her while still keeping her in thedark. I started to tease her nipples lightly. Theyimmediately sprang to attention and hardened likediamonds. I licked them and then blew cool air overthem watching them pucker even more. Finally,. I could feel Sheryl was getting excited; she was moving her head from side to side, moaning and breathing fast. We were making out aggressively right inside the door next to a couch. I knew I didn’t have too much time and she might stop me if I walked her back to her room to fuck her. So I decided to take a short route. I turn her around so that her back was facing me and kept kissing her neck and kept touching her pussy with my hands, I started fondling her breasts. After a few minutes of.