" Oh yes I do." he said as he placed the cloth between lips. Carole pushed it out of her mouth with her tongue. Keith picked it up and put his face in...hers."Don't do that again." he sternly said.Carole realized she better do what he says."Open your mouth!" he commanded. Carole did and the cloth went back in.Keith turned around and went back to his desk. He opened the top drawer and pulled out a roll of black duct tape. He came back over to her, pulled a eight inch strip off the roll and placed. "Do that again," he said.«Quoi?» she dared to tease."With your insides, to my prick, what made me come."She made an effort and shuddered, but then had another idea and coughed quietly."Wow, that's nice," David said and almost asked where she had learned that.Then he decided he didn't care where she had learned it, it felt good. The night passed in short sleeps interspersed with even shorter sessions of fucking. Only once did he take her arse and once her mouth. Four times he came in her. I got married to the sweetest, nicest man on earth, he loves me as much as I love him, he knows what I am doing and he knew exactly what I had been doing since the day I was born till the day we met and decided to get married, he is bisexual as well, wide open minded, we had and still have a wide open sex marriage life, meaning, I could have sex as much as I want with any person without explaining anything, the same goes with my husband of course, that is why we shared friends in bed males and. Her right hand slides down her belly, down across the thin landing strip of pubic hair that remains from her wax job at the ‘intimate spa’ a couple of days ago. The index and middle fingers part, riding over her lips. Spreading her fingers also parts the fleshy folds, opening the inner pinkness of her pussy for him. She feels its wetness, lets it coat her fingers. She hasn’t been this prepared for a cock’s entry in a long time. Her left hand rises up, with the index finger giving him a ‘come on.