We met at the bar for drinks, and he and the wife got pretty hammered. I had a couple of drinks and went out to smoke some weed.I had already arranged... most of what happened afterward with the wife. When I came back in, the bar was closed, and the husband was handcuffed to his chair. I went and stood beside her and ordered her to take off his pants--which was kind of hard because he was sitting down, but she managed it. The dude had on a cock cage and no underwear. There he sat in front of maybe. They weren't big - but they were just about perfect. Two orange-sized hemispheres of pure white flesh without the slightest sign of sagging. Her areolas were puffed out like little Mt Fuji's with the actual nipples standing proudly erect."I didn't realize that you were turned on by all this." I smiled my best "I'm just teasing you smile" and it worked, she smiled back."Well duh." She crewed her lower lip."The panties might help." But I felt a stirring, DAMN, I was getting hard. She noticed the. ’ Ever so slowly he reached up and touched the tips of his fingers to her overly heated cheek. ‘You see Kethry, our families knew each other. Your father and mine. You and I were supposed to be bound to one another and then……’ he paused, his eyes darkening, ‘Things happened. You know of the deaths.’ Unable to speak, she nodded, feeling choked. Softly his fingers caressed her skin. From cheek down and over her neck and partly exposed shoulder. ‘I know about your mother……about your uncle. I was. The freezing rain soaks the wool until it drags me down heavily, and the fabric freezes stiff in the icy blasts. I am shivering with cold, but instinctively still clutching the miserable sweater against my skin. When all of a sudden I spot a seagull, high above me, riding the swirling winds expertly in the drumming rain to dart down swiftly at me from the lowering sky. I cower, my hands upraised to protect my face, but the gull pays no mind, swooping in to take a loose thread in its beak and.