Not quite touching them but breathing hot breath across them. Your arms above your head your legs spread wide, you feel slightly embarrassed and natur...lly try to pull your arms in a little. They won't budge. You feel something soft but tight around your wrist and you open your eyes quickly. Your eyes open and look at your wrists. They are tied to the bed frame and you look down. You see my head buried between your legs kissing your inner thigh. Our eyes connect and that’s when I slide my. My wife of twenty years and I were just growing further apart. We argued over every little thing from the toilet seat being left up to me watching football on a Sunday afternoon. I had just had enough of this bickering. I just decided to stop talking to her except when necessary. We both worked so that meant we only had to spend a few hours in the evening together. I worked in a large auto plant and she worked in one of the small neighborhood parts plants. Neither of us graduated from college. The passageway had a number of turns to it, however, since I kept my right hand on the banister railing on the far side, it was impossible for me to get lost. As I came around a corner, I was shocked into standing still, as I found myself on the opposite side of a window staring at Mrs. Rourke. Terrified that I had been discovered, I backed away, yet when she raised no scream of protest, I inched my way back to peek around the edge of the window. Siobhan was calmly brushing her hair, staring at. . she stopped ... right before her lips reached my aching cock. "Hey!"My wife had pulled Cara off me, back onto her back. "Now, Bill, you've already had her. It's only fair I get to have her too. Right?" And with that, she buried her face in between Cara's legs. My wife - eating out another woman! She must have been doing a thorough job because Cara's fingernails brought blood from my stomach. I wrestled against my cuffs, wanting to break free and suck her nipples while my wife ate her. Shaking.