“My love, you have passed the two hardest tests, now, are you ready for my test?” he unclamped her bruised and swollen nipples with an easy flick....The leash slid to the floor with a quiet swish of silk against skin. Sloane bit her lip from moaning in need. Her nipples ached and the agony of being torn by Sylver left her soaking and achy. “You may speak freely, my love,” he smiled as she arched her back and he released her arms and legs. He walked to her right side and leaned down to her mouth. Then I fingered her, hearing as she moaned and cried in pleasure.I could feel Sam’s semen mixed with my wife’s juices inside there.Finally I mounted her from behind and buried myself in her hungry cunt, with an unbelievable urgency. I had never felt her so soaked.I slapped her ass harder than I ever had before. She moaned loud.She said she was sorry for allowing Sam to fuck her at his house.Then I grabbed her round hips and pounded into her cunt with fury. My sensual slut Ana buried her face. Even after three months of marriage, he still didn't tire of hearing those words! "I certainly wouldn't want you to catch the sniffles!" Then that's settled!" Head held high, she strode past her husband and climbed the short ladder leading up to the stainless steel pressure sphere that now served as their test vehicle. It was so cute the way she prudishly pulled the coat tightly around her body as she entered the airlock set in the multifaceted steel ball.Mike playfully slapped the side of the. She looked from Southeast Asia, India, but fully accustomed to the western way of life. She wore heels, not tall slutty ones, just modest open sandal heels. Kitten heels he thinks he’s heard them called. Her brown elegant pins were topped by a mini snakeskin patterned skirt that hung close to the curves of her youthful rump. She was slender, long-limbed and a nice youthful rack. Elegant.But Mick knew it was her angel face that made her captivating. Those large dark eyes that promised much but.