You definitely didn't disappoint and the next time I planto have you all to myself and for longer than an hour. You can be sure ofthat."Still holding ...y hand Junior led me out of the elevator and I said, "Thankyou sir. Thank you to all three of you for the tour of your dungeon. I lookforward to serving you all again." Then I winked at Junior.Mark met us at the elevator and Junior released my hand, and my husbandreached down and took hold of it. Reclaiming me and then he looked the boysover and. I was wrong... in so many ways.As weeks passed, rather than seeing that he didn't have a clue as to how I was being affected and confronting him with it honestly, I withdrew further from him. I punished him by denying myself. I was hurt — deeply. I wanted him to want me... to spend the time with me that he had said that he wanted... to get to know one another again... to share with each other without distractions. Hell, who was I kidding? I wanted him to prove to me that he really loved and. The joy of my weekend’s fishing trip erased from memory. But, loath as I am to admit it, there was a growing admiration. This was so cruel, so well thought out and so well executed. Who else but L could have come up with this? It hurt, yet part of my likes to be humiliated by her.I set to work; meticulously piecing details together in my mind like a crime scene investigator. The man’s boxers were a medium size, so he was probably quite fit. She had worn fishnet stockings, open crotch lace. A sigh escaped Leonies lips, then she let me continue on my own. At first I was very careful, then began rubbing faster. Leonies eyes were closed, her mouth open and she used one hand to play with her small lumps. I kept rubbing her clit, adding lubricant every once in a while. Once winced and grabbed my hand. Not so rough. My arm hurt from the unfamiliar strain. When I tried to position myself differently she looked up, then looked at my cock. Its hard again, she said elated. Its still hard, I.