We’ll go on living just as we have, I’ll still be yourdevoted wife, but whenever Darren wants to, we willfuck. I’m going to be his f...ck toy, at his beck and calltwenty-four/seven. You and I will still make love onFriday night, but every other night I’m going to be withDarren. During the day, when you’re at work I’m going tobe with Darren. Darren’s going to pick my clothes fromnow on so I can dress like the slut I truly am. I thinkyou’ve seen how. No other implements at all. As I waited for her I touched felt the end of the bullwhip. I rubbed the the two knots on the end of the falls between my fingers and got excited as I remembered the sensations of them being lashed across my ass. I remember the first time she whipped me with this whip. She made me lay face down on the couch. She stood across the room, just far enough away that she could bring the whip down across my ass. She held up a coin and said "heads it 10 lashes, tails it's 50. I sucked greedily on his juices. He began to gain momentum; my new found breathing technique was beginning to fail. I gagged, my eyes teared, I gasped for breath in between his thrusts. My own cock, swollen hard angry red, pissed out an almost steady flow of pre cum. His pace quickened, he grunted and hissed. “I’m going to fuck you, I’m going to fucking cum in your mouth, I’m fucking you” he cried and I felt him squirt semen into the back of my throat. Hot and salty, again and then again it. There was a sexy bride with white skin with glowing bright tone of turmeric was sitting next to him. She had covered her face. They performed the marriage ritual. In the evening he was sent to his room where the bride was waiting for him. He drank the milk given by the bride and gave half to her.After drinking milk, he removed the cover from the bride’s face. It was shocking for him seeing his mom in his bed as the bride. He said, “Mom maybe I entered the wrong room,” and was going out. Then.