This was the punishment I deserved - the punishment that I wanted. He pulled back and undid my cuffs. I rubbed my wrists and stuck up my feet in the a...ir. "I'd like you to take my socks off, master" I said, hoping he would ablige. He sat on the bed and slowly peeled my sock from my calf. He kissed my leg as the sock came off. I straightened out my leg and he pulled the sock off. He went to kiss my toes but I pulled away. "Uh, uh, uh." He put my foot down and grabbed the other sock. Methodically,. It was not right but alcohol and a sexy body like hers spelled TROUBLE.A little straw cowboy hat and boots rounded out the outfit.The bar life was crazy. The Shooter Bitches job was to sell beer and go around giving out shots. On numerous occasions she would get manhandled and groped and sprayed with beer. The majority of the people at the bar were guys and the bouncers had to keep an eye on the poor girls or they would be groped and fondled to death.Sierra told stories of drunken guys. My sex life was not good, and I was not satisfied anytime.I started feeling worse when my husband got a better job in bangalore and he shifted to Bangalore. My husband was making plans to take me to bangalore, but after a month my mother-in-law got up with an accident and had severe problem in her backbone, doctors suggested a complete bed rest for her , she can’t even get up from bed. So I had to cancel my journey to bangalore and took charge of all household works and even caring my. I felt her thick clam pussy lips nibble and suck on my shaft – I thought she was dreaming or maybe I was. I was so puzzled by her actions I didn’t know what to do. Her movements were yearning for my head - my dick! I was thinking of waking her up but, I was enjoying the feeling too much to stop her. I guess what happened next was a blessing from above just the way she prayed for it. She finally found my head she took it in slowly and started breathing heavy and harshly as if she was about to.