I wasn't long before we where at lisa's house I carried in her shopping and help her put it away as we chatted and waited for the kettle to boil. We w...re soon on the couch chatting like old times with a little flirting going on to, she laugh as I was saying how amazing she was, "your just saying that" she said "Im not trust me if I was your husband I dont think I could keep my hands off you the way you look" I thought she was going to get mad put then she smiled and said "really?" I decides to. He used his hands to grab both of her hands and pull them behind her back. He then used one hand to hold her hands there and wrapped the other around her neck. He brought her down against him, completely helpless. “This perfect pussy is mine," he whispered. He pulled his cock back and then filled her again. “Don’t forget who you belong to, baby girl.” He let her hands go and slapped her ass, “who owns you?” He slapped her ass again and she moaned loudly. She wanted to have her fun but she. It took me 2 hours to get through all of it! Most messages were from men, utterly disgusting messages which, I noted with approval, had not been replied to. Though there was some two way correspondence going on with some men who were a bit more subtle with what they had to say. But the most revealing messages were between NaughtyGirlie and StTriniansMiss, another woman and from what I could gather - a big fan of spanking fetish. In one message StTriniansMiss asks NaughtyGirlie what her wildest. And once again, Anglo-Indian girlfriend talking to her intended future husband as she sat on a married woman's face ... a married woman who was my other girlfriend ... and one of my playthings. Yes, it was a little surreal, but that was okay with me. Our whole lifestyle had taken a turn for the seriously unorthodox ... but then I wasn't a big fan of normalcy."Look, love, it's pretty bloody basic, okay? You agree to kiss my bum, literally and figuratively, to do my bidding in this relationship,.