The guys in the cab were glued to my body as we rode. I was bucking against the dildo as I fucked myself faster and faster with it. I was using both h...nds now to thrust it inside myself. I heard hubby tell me not to cum. I was close by that time and looked at him strangely. He told me to look on the door of the truck. I’d been so busy getting myself off and playing with those young guys I hadn’t noticed my husband’s company logo on the door. He said, "Honey, keep stroking. We’re stopping at. ***Survivor is on when they let themselves in, but Lorraine isn't sat watching it. The front room is empty, and Cory announced, "we're home" to no reply. He looked at Tilly and shrugged. "Thank you for tonight, Champ," Tilly said. “You do know how to make a girl feel special.” Cory thought. “Maybe I’m the one who is made to feel special,” he said and he watched as she melted like butter. “Damn,” she whispered, in mock flattery, taking the pizza box from his hand and discarding it on one. In order to cover them with his to feet the slave would have to stretch his legs somewhat. In some ways it was slightly relaxing "I want you to stand with you hand out straight, palm upwards facing the front." "Yes Mistress" "Don't say yes Mistress just do it!!" she bellowed. "Yes Mistress" "You will receive six strokes on each hand, quite firm and harsh and count each stroke out loud followed by the words: Thank you Mistress, is that clear?" It was time for the discipline to begin. With his. "Her face flushed red which I've come to realize is her getting excited. Interestingly, she slowed down a bit, because I told her to drive safely as my slave. Normally she and I are both slightly lead footed and aggressive on the road.We were parked a block away from an adult store. We were looking to see if we recognized either of the cars there. Kristen now knew exactly where we were going and she was almost shivering. I hadn't been in one of these for years, and I realized I didn't know if.