I can't wait 'til you get back." As my wife got into the driver's seat, leaving me off at the airport, she made sure I got a good last look at her nak...d crotch. I bent down to kiss her and pressed my hand into her open nakedness. "Don't forget to remember the details for when I get back." "I hope there's not too many details to remember." She joked as she drove off. Well, she did remember the details of her adventures that day and I wrote the rest of this part of our story based on those. The squeezing became kneading and I could swear I felt them firm up. Then I turned my attention to her perky nipples: I teased and tuned, flick and pinched them and I could hear the tone of her moans rise.Without leaving her breasts unattended, I moved down one hand caressing the soft skin of her belly, and moving more south to caress her perfect camel toe. I could feel her clit swell through her pink undies, which rapidly darkened with moist. I felt like some sort of musician playing her. I said yes, I’ll swallow it all and he grabbed my head with his left hand, cock in his right and he said get ready baby! He put the head of his cock onto my open lower lip and then I felt him unload. The hot stream of liquid hit the back of my throat and I had no time to react. This guy was pissing in my mouth. I guess it was just my luck. I really need to listen better. I’ve been into watersports before and played around with golden showers but that was mostly me peeing on my wife. He reached into the same drawer and brought a ball gag.“Sit up bitch. You’re gonna wear this. I can’t have you disturbing the neighbourhood.”“Hey! That’s a bit bigheaded, you can’t…” her words were cut short as Scott shoved the ball in her mouth and fastened the gag behind her head. She looked so helpless gagged and bound, Scott leaned over and kissed her gently on her forehead.However, his ruthlessness kicked in again shortly as he flipped her over so she was lying on the front, her pert ass.