He knows she’s still horny since he refused to help her orgasm in the kitchen, seeing the wetness between her legs. Knowing he means business, Abby ...orks on her paper. That’s difficult for her, too. She is still horny, possibly more horny than she’s ever been. She can feel his eyes on her, imagining his hand roughly fucking her.Their tension is worse than it was this morning, and by the end of the day, they’re both secretly aching for each other. When Abby finally finishes both her assignments,. I love you and want you only."Jon looked ashamed and she continued, "Yes even after tonight I love you and am glad I married you. Tomorrow as I said I may get angry when my arms are sore, and I think about you handcuffing me, but tonight is to celebrate."At that she begun to bounce up and down on her husband, driving his shaft deeper. Suddenly he stood up with her still on his lap. She let out a surprised squeal and asked what he was doing.He walked over to the couch and as he did he said, "Its. “Sit,” he commanded.He turned on the TV and the football game I’d been watching came up. I felt like I was in a box seat at the stadium. “Nice huh?” he stated.“Where’s the pretty waitress with our drinks and hors d’oeuvres?” I joked.“Maybe you should call your wife and invite her over? She could wear one of those skimpy little maid outfits as she served us.”“Yeah, and then you could serve her your sausage,” I thought to myself. Why was I feeling jealous? After all, I banged his girlfriend and. Monica flexed her foot as if she were wearing high heels. He bent over and ran the feather on the underside of her right foot, slowly tracing a line up her calf. He moved the feather back down again, in a slow oval, inching higher with each rotation. “Slow enough for you?” “Oh, yes … yes.” “Remember, if you squirm or flinch, you get smacked.” “I remember.” Her voice sounded far away. He inched his way up, then suddenly moved to her left leg, with a sharp downward motion. She wasn’t expecting.