When she was satisfied that this excited him, she knelt down in front of him in the classic submissive posture, her head bowed. She rubbed his feet, a...kles and lower legs with her hooded head. It reminded him of the cat he had had when he was growing up.He allowed her to stay in her submissive posture while he removed his uniform. He folded it neatly and placed it on a hanger, apparently provided for that purpose. He grinned. The room had obviously been designed by a woman. Make that women. Men. “I love you honey,” I whispered to my wife as she satthere with him.She said nothing, instead she was partially shocked ofwhat did happen. The man let go of her shoulder andstood up in front of us and started dancing. He movedcloser and closer and in the end my wife had his dickin her face, slapping her cheek. She reached forwardand kissed his belly instead and then he backed off. Iguess she was afraid of my reaction but when she lookedat me, I just smiled. The man saw that and sat. I pull down my skirt and stockings, and kick off my shoes. "Undress," I command him. He obeys. Such a good boy. And such a large cock. I smile, and get behind him with the ruler. I line it up with his asshole, and shove it in. He moans a bit."Misses...?" he asks meekly. I continue pumping the ruler, as he graoans. I remove it, and get on my knees before him."Misses, you don't have to," he rasps."I know, but I really want too," I smile again, and take his velvet cock into my mouth.He moans. Us ke hooth se blood aane laga tha.ab maine us ko us ke room mai le kar chala gaya aur usko bed par lita diya mai ab uske paas gaya aur us ka suit utarne laga uspar vo mana karne lagi aur kahane lagi to maine zor se suit kaeech diya to us ka suit fat gaya to usne kaha ki ruko mai khud se hi utar deti hu.tab usne apna suit utar diya. Ab uske boobs mere samane the aur mai unpar toot pada. Maine us ke boobs ko zoor se dabane laga.mujh ko lag raha tha ki usko dard ho raha tha.aur vo dard me mujhe.