Even with just the lingerie and chastity on underneath, not a momentwould pass without me knowing I what I was wearing or indeed that I wasplugged!Yet...not once did I refuse or object.Why we didn't just do all this in the safety of her flat, or even my ownI'll never know. Though the 'danger' and 'risk' element was a powerfulaphrodisiac that sometime overruled what should be common sense!Before long we both couldn't wait to get down into that basement eachFriday and eventually my task would be to. As I said before, once you get your hand on her pussy lips, she’s totallywasted. At that point there is no more resistance left in her. It’s all gofrom there. I didn’t notice it when we first dated. Her adamant refusal tolet me touch her below the waist I thought was a mere attempt to preserveher virginity till our wedding night and since she willingly gave me handjobs whenever we petted, I had nothing to complain about. She even gave mean blowjob once in a while.On our wedding night she was. They began to rub their hands over my ass and cock until one of them pulls his cock out and got me on my knees so I could swallow it. They undid my shirt and pulled off my skirt. Another one got behind me and through my access in my panties began to massage by hole rubbing his cock letting his precum form to help lubricate then slowly but forcefully pushing it inside me, then pulling out and back in until he had a rythem going. I could see Marla sucking off the other guy and stroking her. "I said, "I love you too. We have more stops to make, so let's get going." Wait, I have a gift for Elf." Mary hopped off my lap, went over to the tree, and pulled out a present for Elf. It was a picture that she'd drawn of Elf next to the Christmas tree.Elf had a tear in her eye as she gave Mary a hug. She said, "Mary, I almost didn't want to come here today when Britt told me that his girlfriend lived here. I thought that she'd be mean to me for being his elf. This is a great picture and I'll.