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With time still on his hands, he decided to clean the stove. Dinner timecame and went with no word from Rose. To pass the endless hours, Jackemptied...the refrigerator and scrubbed it spotless. He then vacuumed theentire house again, just to pass the time.Every time Jack attempted to contact Rose on her cell phone it wentdirectly to voice mail. With no other housework to do, Jack decided tosurprise his wife; he put dinner in the oven to keep warm. He selected abottle of Roses' favorite wine. Terry’s head found its way between her legs and his tongue slip up and down between her lips. Jade giggled at the sensation, sucking more intently on her finger and putting on a show for the camera. His tongue soon made its way to her clitoris and with each lap of his tongue a wave of pleasure rolled across Jade’s body. u*********sly she placed her hands upon his head as her moaning and groaning became louder. Her body was quivering with pleasure, her moaning no longer just for show. As the. I was transfixed by the sight of my beautiful wife, perched on Joe’s lap, kissing him deeply while his hands massaged each soft breast. Her bra was already unsnapped, and as I watched, Joe slowly slid one hand under her short, flared skirt. Suddenly, I remembered the camera, just in time to watch my wife practically rip Joe’s shirt off. As she traced her lovely white fingers across Joe’s muscled, dark chest, he lifted my wife’s bra completely away from her shoulders. In the space of a few. ..And back ... and forth ... and back ... and forth...Sandy had gone so deep that when a hand stopped the metronome she was too far gone to even notice. She felt herself rising out of her chair and following someone out of her apartment. She got into a car and immediately obeyed a command to "Sleep!"The rest of that evening had been a blur. She knew that she was with her Mistress, and that her Mistress had led her into the restaurant. There was someone else there, but it wasn't important who.
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Not because I was afraid of Alec’s reaction, but because deep down I knew he was right. I owed him. But how far was I willing to go to repay that de...t? Would I apply sunscreen to his naked frame? I already had. Would I also coat his erect member? Once again, that was already done. Would I suck his cock? It took a few seconds, but I eventually came up with an answer. No.“You don’t have to suck it,” explained my cousin as he gestured to his erect shaft. “You can just stroke it.”Dammit! Why did he. You can imagine both my shock and my excitement when I realized what was happening with my wife laying next to me sound asleep. I quietly sucked him off and swallowed his load and resumed my role as Benny’s personal cocksucker.At the insistence of my wife, Benny and I went on a fishing trip together and that’s where I shared my love for everything fem with Benny. Benny loved having a sissy wife around and took advantage of my services and even shared them with some guys we met while out. More

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