Then she approached me and begged me not to tell anyone because she would lose her job and her husband would find out. ”Please don't tell anyone”....She continued to beg me while crying, it was then I told her I would not say anything and we would keep this among ourselves, she looked at me with relief, thanking me and telling me she would stop what she was doing. “Thats alright, I won’t tell”, I said. She gave me a big smile, reaching out and hugged me with great affection thanking me again. i. That called for desperate measure, so I tied her hands to the bedposts and stood back to watch my work. I could see the fear in her eyes and her squirming and writhing to get away. The legs thrashing trying to get a hold so as to pull away from the bedpost where I had tied her hands. After some time the struggles subsided and she started pleading, “bitbidu nanna yeen bekaru mathine”. I responded”. That seemed to ignite her and she started to scream, I frantically looked around for a rag, a. After some time he will no longer hold it, and will start to force her head to swallow his dick to the end, as she gags with all that much cock inside her mouth. She is used to it, but he is big, and is a very obedient wife and will do anything he demands her to.And then he can handle no longer, he will get her to the bedroom, throw her in bed, open her legs and force himself inside her pussy, as he feels her so wet he knows how much she likes playing the slut game. She touches herself and. Staci gave Jill an odd look then wandered down the aisle looking for hot dog buns. Jill stared at her as she walked a short distance away."You know what else we need," said Renee abruptly, "some wine coolers for the beach. I saw some a few aisles back. Do you have a cooler at the house?" Huh... yeah I think so," replied a distracted Jill turning to face Renee."Great," beamed Renee, "I'll be right back with them. Any preferences on flavor or type?" Uhh... no I don't think so. We'll drink just.