She yelped and writhed. He couldn’t resist checking for damage. He felt along her back. The skin, so soft, so enticing, was warm but not damaged. Wh...n he slid his hand along her ribs, he brushed the side of her breast. She jerked. He whipped his hand back. ‘More,’ she demanded. He couldn’t believe his ears. ‘More what?’ ‘More everything.’ He picked up the whip and flicked it across her back again. This time, even he could not mistake the sound she made as anything but arousal. He flicked. M. We do not believe in sharing husbands, we do not get off dominating someone else’s husband. We are here to assist your wife. What she does with you is her business. We’ve all discussed the most intimate parts of our lives. So we have no problem discussing how and what she may do with you to train you for our special parties. If she is successful, you will learn all about Chastity Belt Roulette. Excuse me, Ms. K? – Very good. Just what is Chastity Belt Roulette? It’s just a game we play each. Pulling down his shorts and underwear, he sat on the bench and began stroking himself, the panties wrapped around his hand. The slightly damp cotton felt great against his throbbing manhood. Lisa's sent lingered on his nose. Realizing time was short, Screech began pumping with abandon, gazing with pride on his 10" member. If only Lisa could see this, he thought. She wouldn't think he was such a nerd if she knew he had such a massive tool. Oh God, he would love to be nailing Lisa and not her. Nah, who would want a bimbo whore like me?Over the years I've gotten rather fond of being referred to as misses Roger Fields. Dr. Martin, gave us his blessings for a permanent union and made it clear it was to be honored by all the other members of what they jokingly called club med. So even when he retired and moved away to live out a new life in Vienna all remained friendly and the club continued as it had for years with old ones recruiting new members and new members keeping up the.