"Shocked at hearing this coming from her normally reserved and demure co-wife, the words took awhile to sink in. As they did, she realized how utterly...ridiculous it sounded when said out loud. She knew exactly what he would say, especially if asked at that particular time. Envisioning the scene of her turning her head to look at him and ask if he felt deprived as he pile-drove his massive cock up her shit chute was utterly hilarious. She started to giggle, then to chuckle and then broke into. They moved through the darkness, reaching an open hallway, in which the most exotic supercars were parked left and right, being showcased by spotlights. Veyron Grand Vitesse, Koenigsegg One:1, Rolls Royce Wraith Black Badger, Saleen S7, to name a few. These cars made theirs look like a beat up Toyota.Once they got through the entrance is when they really were left with their jaw on the floor. A huge hall, maybe bigger than the opera at Zurich, which was filled with people drinking, dancing and. Right now I was content being the happiest and luckiest guy as their "boy toy".And then there was the promise of more to come once I moved into the apartment.I guess that is just life. One day you are in the dumps because your heart got broken and then two angles come and fix it. With that happy thought I fell asleep.I'm not sure what woke me up – the smell of coffee or Michelle's hand on my stiff dick? But there I was on my big bed with a lovely lady pressing her boobs against my back and. "Please Mistress, the slave's other breast is lonely," she managed to force out.Miss Casey deftly stretched out the other nipple and applied the next clamp. Denise bit her lip to hold back her moan. Then the dreadful woman attached a small weight to each chain and gave them each a little flick to set them swinging.Denise was no longer able to suppress her reaction. "Ahhh," she moaned loudly. Each time the weights swung, she felt a throb of pleasure in her cunt and nipples."Say, please Mistress,.