We mostly had sex late at night, when Riley was asleep. It was around 11:00 or so, on a Friday night. We were both naked, and her face was buried in m...y pussy. She was fucking me hard, and had me begging for more. She had definitely sharpened her love making skills during all those years. Although, she couldn't master the skill of locking the door. Riley caught us, because we were being a little too noisy. She didn't scream, or anything like that, but she wasn't too pleased. The next day, Amanda. Please don’t say no.Me: (acting to be annoyed) No, I told you this earlier itself. I don’t want you to see me.Guy: Okay, not a problem. I can still teach you if you just listen.Me: I also don’t want to do whatever you ask me to do. I won’t do it.Guy: It is okay. Chill. You can just listen to me and imagine it.I suddenly felt that he was so selfless. I cursed myself for being so selfish to him. I felt stupid for trying to miss this very good opportunity. He actually convinced me to switch on my. ” She giggled. I leaned over between her legs, my face just inches above her flowered lips, inhaling her womanly and erotic scent. “I’m lifting the ban on you being able to cum my sweet. I think I’ve let you suffer long enough.” I extend my tongue and give it a firm swipe across her lips, releasing a long, animalistic groan from my slave-wife, while at the same time she tries her best to push her hips upwards to bury my tongue deeper inside of her. I snaked my hands beneath her bottom and. I turned up the volume on the computer to make sure I could hear her. It felt wonderful to remove the plug when she told me to. Then there was the five minutes of crotching over the rim, while I cleaned the plug and waited. It was at this point that I noticed another voice in the background and someone else laughing. It never even came to mind that she would be showing this to anyone else or that she would be recording it. It was at this point that she told me to stay the way I was with my ass.