‘Stop it! This cost me a pretty penny, Jacob! All the way from Paris!’ ‘Too bad. Anyway, it makes you look like a prostitute. Really, you expect...me to just sit there and watch while you flaunt your half nakedness at me? Really, Jenny, I think you need to be taught a lesson about being a tease.’ She sputtered wordlessly as he tore the gown into strips, using them to bind her wrists and eyes, just like the heroine of his story. Once he’d accomplished that, he pushed her back down onto the chair,. Then a six pack, or a pint of whatever he could find cheap. He'd missed dinners, coming home to find his plate still on the table, hurt in her eyes. And he apologized, promising to do better, to call, to not stop at the bar. Until the next time.The fights, oh God, the fights with her staring at him with those huge gray eyes accusing. The pain in her voice, the confusion he could see on her face. The questions that he wasn't able to answer because he honestly didn't know what had happened to. I got up, squeezing my thighs together, keeping my dildo in. I put on the corset to make my D cup boobs seem even bigger. I made a selfie, showing only my boobs in the corset, and my blonde hair on my shoulders. The picture looked really sexy, but the sexiest thing was the fact no one will know, there was a dildo inside me in that photo.After the photoshoot, I took off the corset, pulled out the dildo, and went to the kitchen. It was liberating to walk around naked in the house. Our kitchen. I imagined it was my daddy doing it. Something was building up inside of me as we both panted in our ears. Wow…I was excited with sneaking a mutual fingering of us. We could hear them over us moaning and groaning. Our hips started to rock together and them it happened. We orgasmed together. We both let out a tiny moans of our own. We squirmed and this new feeling took me over and I pressed my tits up against hers. Everything felt good and exciting. We just kept slow rubbing and savored the.