After several bottles of wine and plenty of sex themed chit chat, Tommy confessed to me that he had always wanted to experiment with tasting and eatin... his own cum. Initially I was speechless, I always considered myself a very open minded person but the thought of my strong manly husband tasting his own seed seemed somehow gay or weird to me.Tom sensed my shock and immediately blushed with embarrassment. He became very awkward and tried to quickly change the subject. As he attempted to wave. Within seconds I'm trussed up naked with my back pressed against our bedroom door, my cock in chastity, and Missy wrapped around a strange young guy!"Now I have taken control of our sex life Sub, you are going to let me satisfy myself in any way that I want, and tonight seeing as you've been away for so long and were then late, I decided to go and find myself some satisfaction. Here he is. You are not worthy of me you know that, that's part of the reason why I locked you pathetic little cock. He stepped away from the tree and sniffed, but it was gone. What the hell? Returning to the tree, he smelled perfume again. Before long he discovered that there were two spots on the trunk where the perfume had apparently rubbed off of Paula. She must have brushed or leaned against this same tree. Paul began sniffing every tree in the vicinity. This was time consuming, but it gradually led him deeper into the woods.At one point the scent-clue was so faint the little boy wasn’t sure it was. .. "Is that a fucking baseball bat?" He chuckled as he continued to push into me further. By now, I was clawing at his bed in the cab of his big truck, and rocking that thing for all it was worth. I could hear whooping outside the cab as a few other drivers were cheering him on to fuck the shit out of me, although they had no idea I was a crossdressing slut. Once he was in, he poured more lube on his condom-covered cock as he began to rock back and forth with so much force, I thought he would.