?Froth bubbles up at the corners of her mouth.? She looks more like a rabid dog in thismoment, not my adoring slave, not the woman I love so very much...? How can I make her understand?? How can she not see that she is free of thatdark room?? That she is in my arms?? How can she not recognize me?? How can my endearments not soothe her?? Not make her feel the love that I know shefeels for me? The foaming at her mouthgets worse.? It forms bubbles that popand splatter between us, dotting the skin of. Mary moaned softly and pressed her bottom back against him. He slid his hand down the soft slope of a magnificent breast and felt the nipple erecting against his palm. ‘Oh, Matt!’ Mary groaned and stretched, tightening her buttocks, clenching his blood-engorged wand between them as she did. ‘Looks like someone’s wide awake!’ Matt felt fantastic. The pressure of her buttocks on his erection was making him wild. It seemed like each time they made love, it happened in a different and more exciting. He was busy still stroking his cock and I realized I hadn't said anything, I was just watching him stroke. It was so sexy. I know he was doing it because he was super worked up, but it also seemed like he was doing it for me .... knowing that I was watching him, enjoying looking down at his tone body, his stiff cock poking out, his fingers wrapped around it and moving up and down his shaft. I caught myself moving a hand to my semi soft cock that seemed to be getting a new life and started to. She was intrigue about it and saw a smile on her face which gave me an instant hard on .On the day I introduced Ray and he gave her a kiss on the cheek and a warm at ease smile, I noticed wife looking at his body with sly smirk on her face as he set up his equipment in the lounge with the curtains drawn except for a small gap where I could watch,also I had a small digicam hidden to record everything that happened.I informed my wife I was going to pub to watch football and be about 2 1/2 - 3hrs.