Their thoughts turned to the future of their own moons soon to feel their masked classmate’s revenge. The avenger delivered retribution on his wild ...ide of bottom spanks yet there was no danger as the vendetta spankings were carried out with leather instead of wood implements. Naughty lasses of many ages would be fine, except some collateral damage to their asses courtesy of their spurned classmate or coworker. The masked avenger reflected on his artwork of red, blue and purple hues.The state. Shit, we even argued about what damn toilet paper to use and how it should be on the roller, such petty things that eventually separated us. Maybe we were just too proud to blame ourselves.We didn't seek counseling. I couldn't have some man or woman tell me how to live my life. Maybe it was a mistake. But our lives are full of them.I came home one day and Beverly was yelling about finances. I was a full-time police officer and she worked part-time in the local market besides having the kids to. You stand over me and start to spill them. Hot wax covering my stomach. Dripping and burning my skin. I scream out. You grab a candle aim for my tits. Getting each hard nipple dead on. I pull on all my restraints. You snicker seeing me squirm like a perfectly hogtied sub. You grab a candle stick and begin to let it drip, putting your initials in my chest in wax.You work your way up and down my body with your candles. Covering my throat, my belly, my hips, and finally my slit. You watch. "You want Peter's cock deep inside of you?" asked my wife"Yes, yes" begged Nancy"You want his cum, you want his cum deep inside of you?" asked my wife again."God yes, god yes, I want it in my pussy" cried Nancy.I then pounded her pussy as hard and as fast as I could until after a few more minutes I felt the twitch in my balls."Oh god, god, god" cried Nancy"I'm cumming!" she cried suddenly"Me Too!" I groaned.Together we both exploded, Nancy started to buck against me screaming uncontrollably and.