A smellin the air a second later told me she was sobbing for good reason. Iwiggled a little in the seat to check my own bottom, and was prettysure I w...s still clean back there, but I was definitely wet."Addy...?" I tried saying, but I realized then I had one of thosestupid Littles locking pacifiers in my mouth. It didn't fully block it,but it made it hard to understand.Looking back over at her I saw her mouth was covered with a largerversion that until Kristin had one, didn't think existed. It felt very good and different from how she use to suck me. I just thought that some other man or women had taught her a new way of sucking cock. Then I felt her pull my cock out of her mouth and felt her hand grasp my pre-cum drooling cock, she started to jack me off. It was electrifying, the way she rubbed my pre-cum all over my cock head making it jump and throb.Then she pulled my blindfold off and I realized It WASN'T my ex-wife who was working over my prick, It was some man I started. Then that little bastard who hangs around the kitchen stands up out of the tub and Sarah hadn't had a decent nights sleep since. Tonight was the last straw. Only when he finally left the kitchen did she realize how long she had been washing the same tit. This had to stop. She had to take a look at it again. She knew that her mind had exaggerated the boy's size. One more look is all she needed to get this distorted vision out of her mind. In order to get some sleep again she had to go and look.. .. you’ll not escape ridicule ... strop!” Veen didn’t hesitate, and blessed his luck at being owned by such a superior woman, as her curt laughter cut through him, on watching him self-abuse to order, the lush humiliation of being dominated by her so totally, having him strop vigorously. Zeeta sighed with pleasure at seeing Candia in particular, squirm in her bondage as the knot was drawn tight about her neck, then looked down again as she sent her command to the guards on the lower.