Around my neck is a matching red lacy collar and on my feet, where they will stay until morning area pair of 5 or so inch spiked heel shoes. Walking i... these things are killing me. I wish I was out of these shoes but my wife said put them on. So I wait for her permission to take them off.I’m looking down at my crotch and I see my manhood. Or what there is to see through the hard plastic cage that wraps my cock and confines my balls. I wish I was that man in bed with my wife. The one she would. She suddenly felt a pang of sadness as she scanned their happy pictures, as well as a hunger inside of her."He used to be the insatiable one..." she thought to herself as she started to fondle her breasts, touching herself on every inch of herself that Nathan was able to touch.Her mind drifts to images of their lovemakings, of how his tongue felt inside her, of how his hands used to caress her every longing inch, of how he always leave her craving for more, of how he makes her come..."Ping"She. Doesn't sound overly nasty does it, but then you haven't been married for twenty plus years and had never put your spouses genitals in your mouth, it may indeed be a big event. All the while you do that, another man's sperm is leaking from your sex, probably dripping down your sensitive thighs to drip upon your clean private marriage bed.Indeed, I had taken a bold step last night.I could only guess at the returns if she complied, while assuming I would never feel my dick within Mrs. Barbara. I put hands on both of their butts and continued to eat out Patty like the near rookie I was.Then they both placed hands on each other's lower backs and pulled themselves towards each other. That made them both come onto me even harder, which increased the pleasure like turning the volume knob to the right.They both moved their crotches back and forth, so they weren't even giving me a real fair shot, but I didn't even care by then. It was more like they pleased me rather than me making them.