It’s exactly what I need, it allows no confusion. I call my husband on his cell, and fill him in on what I had done. He loves hearing about it, sin...e he isn't having sex when on the road; he lives through what I do. It’s a second treat for me, because he always masturbates when I tell him the details. He’s even tried to convince me to start recording when I have sex with some of the men, I've been tempted too. I think the idea of recording it, and watching it when my husband comes home makes. You slide a finger in my ass and as I whimper in pain, you grab my little hairless balls with your other hand and tug, saying you'll give me something to cry about if I'm not quiet. You play with my ass a while, then stand, tell me to stand up and take your clothes off. I unbitten your shirt and it falls to the floor, as I pull your T-shirt over your head, you keep your arms raised and tell me to lick your pits clean. I don't want to saying it's gross, but you again grab my balls and squeeze,. I walked over to the venue hotel and went into the lobby. I know the industry I am working in quite well and people know me. Within minutes I was talking to some old business contacts. The show was on so to speak. At about 6 pm I was standing in the bar slowly sipping my first glass of wine of the evening. I was talking to a business partner about some new opportunities that had come up. We were interrupted by a woman who cheerfully greeted the guy I was talking to. Obviously they knew each. To my horror though Stevie also got out of the car and announced she was staying at Sarah’s and was I ok to drop Nicky off, I could hardly say no.So now I’m driving to Nicky’s, about 20 miles away and in a foul mood. About halfway home Nicky’s says, you looked really pissed off, I’m guessing you were hoping to get off with Stevie. She told me to tell you sorry but she is on her period, she also told me you like to watch, at which point she unbuttoned her blouse showing me her bra clad tits.Now.