“You dirty fucker!” she said. “God knows how many will turn up next weekend we’ll be lucky if we can walk straight after - hopefully!”We bot... laughed and Bibi led me to a door with a security number pad. She tapped in 6 numbers and opened the door, there was a flight of steps and then another door again with a security number pad. Bibi keyed in some more numbers and we entered into an short hallway which had a large room at the end.As we entered the room Ron, Andy and my husband were standing. I wanted his cock. In my hands. In my mouth. In my pussy.And so every day my lunch ended the same; with soaked panties, a rapid heartbeat, and a new fantasy to add to my repertoire. The lust I felt for him grew and grew until I knew that I had to make some kind of move. But how did I do it? He was shy and I was shy. I couldn't just walk up to him and ask him to please take me right there on the table. And then one day I had a revelation. I suddenly knew that I had one way to get his attention.I. You take me to the big rocking chair and hold me in your lap as you feed me my night baby bottle. The rocking really works as I suck. By the time you have burped me I am falling asleep.You carry and put me in my crib. I start to cry a little, which you know why.“Baby I will carry you to our bed when I come back, sweetie. Right now, I want to be sure you are safe here while I finish up setting things up. You will wake up beside me in the morning,” you tell me as you place a pacifier in my. When I started to protest that I needed to piss, Kelly leaned in to whisper, "Don't worry about Your bladder, Master. Sally's only going for a quickie this time. Then You can empty it. She just didn't think that You'd want to lose Your hard-on before You used it, right?" Yes, Master, this time is about Your pleasure and satisfaction, not mine. I swear to God, You'll never need to suffer morning wood without relief again. I don't know what Your wife was thinking, leaving this cock alone so.