..yes Mavis." Good baby. I'm really enjoying your company."And I wasn't k**ding. I was playing with his hair and Cheryl was stroking his dick in his p...nts. Then I made a bit of a bold move. I put my hands on his head and pulled his face into my crotch. He didn't resist. He was silently obeying. I looked over at Cheryl and she smiled at me."It's okay Honey. You're doing well. Just smell. Smell my pussy."Then I could hear him sniffing me. It almost made me cum again. I kept petting his head like. I quickly slid two fingers into her dripping pussy and started pounding them in and out. After a few strokes, I added a third as her moans grew louder.A couple of women walked in while I was in the process of fucking her, though I doubt Bonnie even noticed. Her head was thrown back, and her eyes were closed. I just looked at them without stopping and whispered that it was a hormonal emergency. They smiled and went into a couple of stalls, then washed their hands and quietly left.Bonnie's legs. Moulded, bondaged perfection. It was like she were some sort of toy that had been shrink wrapped and sealed into the shiny packaging, ready for sale. Or ready for playing with. Like she was a doll maybe. The only thing that ruined the romance of such a doll was the cruel, vicious look that the head cage provided. Oh yes, and those sounds she made. Awful sounds really. Made more awful by the overall vision. Oh yes, and the overall bondage. And that latex shrink wrapping. The overall cruel state. I'm kind of worried that she might be straying from our marriage. What do you think, Son?" Dad, I don't think she is going with someone else. I know she has been acting kinda weird for Mom, but I don't think it's someone else." After pausing for a few minutes, he added, "Dad, can I ask you something ... ah ... it's kinda about Mom and how she's acting. But I don't want you to say anything to her, or you be mad at me. You promise?" Brad, you can ask me anything and I will try to answer to the.