We’d been married over 10 years living together in Asia, but I'd been forced to move back to the US ahead of her to start work at the job transfer I...d accepted while she remained behind waiting for the US government to get their head out of their asses. It had already been a year since I'd moved and we were growing frustrated at the continued separation.“You must be really lonely!” Cristina said with an endearing tone. “Yeah, it really sucks,” I responded. “When was the last time you guys, you. Mostly, she simply had no idea what Alan would do next. She fully felt the sensation of helplessness in being tied up now, and discovered that it aroused her even as it upset her.Alan continued to fuck her and continued to surprise her. He would start and stop fucking for no reason, switch to an all-out tickle attack that left her feeling particularly helpless, or just do nothing but talk and diddle her defenseless, exposed clit. She occasionally got revenge by surprise kissing him with her. All my clients had been lovely young women and of course they didn’t give a second thought to stripping nearly naked in front of me. It had been a struggle to keep my touch professional as I helped them into and out of dresses. To keep the lust from my eyes as I assessed their figures and gave feedback as to which dresses were most flattering. To stop myself from caressing their spines and cupping their asses, lifting their breasts and taking their nipples into my mouth. I wanted to silence. “Dan I don’t want to ask you to work, your a guest”, I said. He replied, “get over here I insist”. He worked on my shoulder for about 10 minutes all the while telling me how Donna talked about my cock and she kept saying I want to do this with Pete or try this with Pete. He told me about coming so quick with Maggi. He said, “man I was embarrassed, but she’s TEN years younger than me and looks like a professional model”. “Her pussy is gold”, he laughed. I reminded him that he made Maggi cum 3.