In the bedroom was the bed I knew well, and still attached to the headboard were the handcuffs, she soon lay back spread-eagled and inviting me to joi... her. I removed my clothes and was soon lying alongside her, tongues resuming where they left off. Relaxed and eyes shut, she was writhing her pussy clearly ready for some action, but after all the teasing times, she would have to wait a little longer.It was easy to get her wrist into one handcuff, but she offered a little resistance to the. Though she should have realized it would be easy for him, he’d had her passport. Her eyes devoured him, he was magnificent. She hated herself for still loving him, but there was nothing she could do to tell her heart otherwise. Sighing she turned her head and looked out the window. ‘Leanna.’ Startled she turned back and looked deep into her husband’s eyes. He lifted a hand and smoothed it down her hair. ‘How are you feeling baby?’ He queried. ‘Don’t you baby me!’ Thoroughly pissed off she. His back to me, Keven was flipping what looked like shrimp in a sizzling skillet, just like you see on the cooking shows. He could paint and cook? I must have made some kind of noise, because he half-turned andsmiled at me. Not the hot smiles that made my insides melt, but just a friendly smile. ‘I decided that you didn’t need to go out, and you certainly didn’t need to cook, so I’m taking a hand and making us dinner. I hope you don’t mind.’ ‘Knock yourself out,’ I said, sitting at the table.. What you and I CAN do is try to make it so painful for her to stay addicted that she'll give it up on her own. We could do that by letting you be my whore and letting her watch. That might snap her out of it and it might not. I'm not going to do that, because, like I said, kids shouldn't have to pay for their parents' mistakes. What we ARE going to do, you and I, is make your mother our sex slave, and let everyone know it. Are you with me so far?"Peggy's tears had stopped but her eyes were.