Perhapsyou have understood what I have in mind."I don't want to go home," you say, "not when we're both dressed sonicely. Can't we do something else?..." You are starting to fall nervouslyinto your role.I arrange my features into an expression of mild disdain, and then giveyou look which I try to make openly hostile. I must have succeeded,because you quail visibly. There is what seems to be real fear in youreyes."You need to be taught a lesson," I say. "We're going straight home." Please,". The kids grew into teenagers, we reached our mid-thirties, but, sexual interest and satisfaction still was a significant part of our relationship. She was an active participant and had no problem initiating sex herself. ‘Then she began having physical difficulties with her sexual equipment, saw the doctor and they found a large cyst growing in her uterus. It didn’t turn out to be cancerous, fortunately, but they agreed that it should be removed. Since we had no intention in having more. I agreed and asked what she wanted me to do to make up for it? She said she wantedto tie my hands up so I could only use my mouth and dick! I saidsure but was surprised when she used a pare of hand cuffs to do it. She then led me to the centerof the room and hooked a chain to the cuffs. I asked what it was for but found outquickly as she pulled on the other end stretching my arms above my head. She thentied a rope to each ankle and puled my legs apart till I was hanging by my arms. Then let me. I then took a group selfie of all three of us in bed. After a short break, John sat up and asked Lauren, “Ready for some more?” “Oh, you read my mind, baby. Fuck me!” She replied, excited as she spread her legs. John then inserted his cock into Lauren’s pussy and started fucking her making her moan loudly. “Oh yeah fuck me! Keep going! Make me cum over and over!” Lauren begged. As John fucked Lauren, I played with Lauren’s breasts. Seconds later, Lauren unleashed a powerful orgasm. Even after.