I whimper, not very surprised to feel the cold metal against my bare ass. I look back at him, my eyes pleading as I watch him raise the ruler. ‘Coun... them.’ I cry out with every lick, counting helplessly to thirty before begging him to stop. ‘I’ll stop when I’m fucking ready, you slut.’ He says authoritatively. I shake my head quickly, counting out ten more before he drops the ruler. ‘On your knees.’ He tells me next and I slide obediently to my knees in front of him, with my hands behind my. "Oh, yeah!" I said, andtold Dave I needed another minute.Back in the dressing room, I quickly took off my jeans, put my pantiesback on, readjusting my works, then slid the bra up under my shirt,working it around my boobs. Jeans back on, I walked out smiling atDiana, puffing up my cleavage while David was looking away."Okay, ready," I said."Wow," David said, looking at me. I waved bye to Diana, and David and Iwalked slowly out of the store, bumping shoulders along the way. I feltlike I still. I was nibbling on her tits, while I watched her pussy slide up and down his cock. Who would have thought that watching your husband fuck another woman would be so hot? Then again, Amber was one hot woman and I was part of the action. The smell of sex filled the room. Moans and groans came from Amber and Steve. I placed my mouth over one of Amber’s tits, using my hand on the other. I was still able to see her fucking Steve as I worked her tender little nubs. “Harder,” I heard Amber groan. I. ’ ‘No need. Brandon already did. I don’t know how to describe it. A different kind of cold. Pour me something else.’ Miles pulled the cork from a bottle of red wine. He took a fresh glass. ‘Don’t bother, ‘ said Jack. ‘My taste isn’t that sensitive these days.’ Miles poured and Jack tasted. ‘What’s this?’ He looked at the bottle, squinting through his glasses. ‘Non vintage, eh?’ Jack sniffed. ‘You did good with these. I remember what you blended in this. But, you added something to get the.