" she whispered in my ear. Not all of my shivers were because of the cold.She kept me wrapped up as we entered the dorm, all the way to my room, and o...ly relinquished me at the door to my room. Smiling at my roommate, she asked, "Do either of you have a hot water bottle? I think Robin needs one."Without looking up, my roommate answered. "Yeah, it's in the little closet next to the suite shower."While she was out, I changed into my flannel pajamas. Slipping into the bed, I gratefully took the. We slowly walked back to the stalls, there were two black ropes on each side of the isle way, he put both ropes on my head harness and told me that the ropes were called cross-ties. Master Will instructed me to stand still in the ropes or he would be cross with me. Everyday we went through the workouts for about 3 weeks. One day Master Will walked into my stall while I was in the cross-ties and poured something into my bucket. He came out and walked up to me, untied me and lead me into my. She gripped her legs as he pushed down on her bending her in two with the pounding force of his assault.I could hardly believe my eyes. Who would have thought to see my wife, the school teacher and soccer mom, conservative and traditional as far as the world could see but here, presenting the very core of her sexual being to be taken in wanton adultery by another man right before her husband's eyes. She was shameless in her desire for her lover offering herself as a receptacle for the hot sperm. A little bubbly. And tasty. Lynn smacked her lips after each sip. And potent. The first sip had made her giggle. The alcohol had shot directly to her brain. And now she'd been sitting here for what seemed like hours, sipping and giggling and sipping more. The boys had left her a half gallon of the stuff in a glass jug, and she'd sipped down more than a quart. The wine made her terribly thirsty, and she sipped water along with the wine. She'd drunk nearly a half gallon of that, and her bladder.