Because you see I've never had a dominant partner, not like a wife or girlfriend who would do this for me. When I did tell the wife that I wanted this... she thought it was weird and creepy. "Gilder, you need therapy, dearest."And so this has meant I must keep myself chaste and it's scary because I have no self-discipline whatsoever.In the early days, when I was using a CB-3000 chastity belt, I would put the key in a large block of ice, a big one, and then force myself to sit next to the big ice. ." But what?" You're not on the same page, you know. I know you want to do more than bake cookies with her—but please don't stop doing that. Those oatmeal cookies you two brought to school Monday were wonderful! I just know that she isn't where you are. Have you even kissed her?" Yeah. Um ... at Christmas when she gave me the cookbook." Once? With, you know, everything? Like we did that time?" No!" I was uncomfortable with where this was going. "We don't do that kind of stuff and I wouldn't. Madeline was in her early twenties, slim and blonde. I had wondered how much of the blonde had come out of a bottle. Madeline had the fullest and juiciest lips I had seen in a while. Sometimes in speaking with her I saw only a pair of sensual exotic lips, motioning me towards them. She had great taste in lipstick, not a vivid red, but more vibrant than maroon. It spelt sex to me. That isn't to say the rest of her didn't grab me. She had a petite figure. Long legs and small breasts, which. Then I held them under Kev's nose. His hand was slowly palming his cock.I held the camera and stared filming once Kevin had positioned himself between Mrs. W's legs. Excited, he actually slipped the bulb that was his cockhead completely inside his mom. Then quickly pulled it out. Then, after looking at me, as if to get my okay, he pushed it in again."Push it in all the way," I encouraged. And then I filmed him as he pushed every inch of his long cock deep inside his mom. She groaned in her.