I could feel my sphincter spasming against the butt plug that filled my rear passage and my nipples felt on fire with desire. That is when Tish steppe... in. “Jess, stop. I am not ready for her to cum... yet.” Sue laughed at my bucking hips and at the obvious frustration that was written all over my face and my cock halfway out and straining against the tiny black satin panties that imprisoned it with the large butt plug. Sue reached over and removed the nipple clips causing incredible pain as. But he still didn’t say anything, not even a word of apology or shame, and just left the house. My husband walked to the bed and sat next to me trying to comfort me, but I was burning with angry from betrayal. The man that I love tricked me into servicing his father in our bed.“Got out of my room, I don’t want to see you or talk to you. And you are not sleeping with me tonight.” I demanded.I was so angry but I tired myself to sleep. Next morning when I woke up, I noticed my husband left the. She was also a very attractive woman too, and even though she was at least twenty years older than I was, I had in fact entertained fantasies about her, though I would never have acted on them. It was in the middle of the week that I woke to the sound of sirens and emergency vehicles just outside my window. Throwing on my robe, I dashed outside and stood waiting out on the sidewalk as the paramedics soon brought her out on a stretcher, loading her into the ambulance. I managed to catch the real. Now I was meandering westwards again, crossing over the cascades and I had stopped for the night in Medford, Oregon. I had been calling Marsha about once a week to check up on things, and her hints that she’d like to see me back home ‘yesterday’ were beginning to tell on me. I was rested, leaner and trim, and even tanned a bit, but I seemingly hadn’t resolved any of my personal issues yet. I still wasn’t in the mood just yet to go back to work, and I was beginning to wonder if I really ever.