About five minutes later she removed a battered old towel from behind the settee and placed it under her shapely backside. “What,s that for?” I as...ed naively. “Thought you might want to play with Kitty for a while.” she smiled. “If you make her very happy I might give you a lovely reward?” she intimated. “What sort of reward?” I teased. “ You,ll love it I Guarantee it!” “Okay!” She,d let me fondle her pussy she called “Kitty” because it was furry, soft and if played with right Sarah would purr. " I don't have any money on me. Tell me how much it is and I'll bring it tomorrow." I don't want money; I want a blow job." No way; nobody said I had to have sex with you. Haven't you humiliated me enough already?" No problem; I'll just send one set of pictures to your husband and another set to your parents."That bastard; he was using the very pictures I didn't want to pose for in the first place, to blackmail me into having sex with him. I had not even sucked my husband, but now I had to do. Tell me what you’re feeling.”“I can’t….” Rachel moved the pillow back to her face and whimpered.Marcus had never seen Rachel so upset. Their sex life had been a bit routine lately. Maybe he could play along for a little while and see where things went. Nothing extreme like she'd had before, but enough to give her back some excitement. He needed to give her what she wanted and if that was not to be treated like a little girl, then he needed to figure out what she desired . Clearly she. As he removed my wife’s bra from both breasts..Al covered both tits and nipples…switching gracefully between the delights… with his slurping tongue. To overcome the obvious sexual noise in the living room and my cover of porno video watching routine…I began to drink more of the Black Label Southern Comfort. Each time Susan looked at me as she loudly moaned and groaned, she looked up to see me drinking and watching the porno goodies, thus providing her with safe reason.