I find her moans of satisfaction and her reaction to his fucking his meaty ebony rod deep inside her till only his balls are visible to me very addict...ng and pleasureable. Her craving drives him to pound her hard, wanting me to see my wifes need for his cock and love of his hot seed spewing inside her body. It always hardens their dicks knowing I am a witness to my wifes love of their dicks, knowing she cannot control the craving their huge black cocks impart to her mind and body even though Im. He slowly tied the other end of each rope to a corner of the bed, I heard him say softly “It really is too bad this isn’t a four poster bed, but we’ll make due” and I let his words create an image in my mind of four columns of wood, the kind with the ball on the top. He made sure that I had some movement of my arms and legs, not enough to touch anything but enough to keep any muscles from cramping. This wasn’t about pain, this was about deprivation. He whistled softly, some tune I didn’t. ..! Thank you so much for sharing that with me, darlin'! That's exactly what I needed to hear on a Friday night, after a rough week at work, a two hour drive on icy roads, and a BJ interuptus! She jumped up, ran into the bathroom and shut the door. After a couple minutes and a slow deflation of you-know-what, I heard the shower being switched on....I drummed my fingers on my naked thighs... Dost thou see the wheels going around in my filthy little mind?...I ripped off the rest of my. So I wake up on Friday morning and I’m grumpy because they didn’t let me stay up and get dressed up and join in with Jen’s nice dinner that they had when Dad got home from work. But at breakfast everyone is acting like they sat on an ants nest and Mum slept in the spare room so I knew something had happened but nobody tells me anything. So I ask Jen on the way to school and on the way back from school and it’s like putting together a jigsaw puzzle ‘cause she only gives me hints but I figure out.