Complete with the black leather, sky high heels, and whips and chains. Inever involve myself with that aspect of her life, unless she asks me for afav...r. Living with just the two of us in this big house, it is rarely aproblem."What's up sis?" I said, purposely not looking at the bed on the other sideof the room. I knew there was someone there, I just didn't care to look. "Ineed your help. Those stupid handcuffs are jammed again, and I can't get themoff of his ankles. Can you do it again?" This. His breathing intensifies as I massage him harder, his cock nearly feeling like a heart beating against my palm. Pounding and aching to plunge into something wet and tight so he can spill his seed, I fantasize in my head of the idea of taking his cock into my mouth. I wonder the feeling of it against my tongue and how much of him I could take, so many filthy thoughts running through me I can barely control myself. I finally find the force to pull away from his lips, I look at his face as I rub. Shellie was stern but fair, and her students knew if they tried, she would help them in any way she could. Because she had never had pregnancy to deal with, my wife looked the same at thirty-eight as she did at nineteen when I met her. She had shoulder length brown hair, with blue-gray eyes. She stood five feet and seven inches. She had always been blessed with curves having wide hips, thin waist and a 36C bust. We bought our house after she was awarded her position at the school. It was a nice. I was angry and confused but more than that I was turned on; I decided something had to be done about this and shot away to fetch someone to sort it out but could not find anyone whom could really help; what I did find though was a digital camera sometimes used for the school magazine and obviously someone had brought it to do a feature.I returned to the store room and began filming the action rather than taking pictures; I realised later when I reviewed this data it had been a much better.