She had done it for a couple of boyfriends in the past, but she had always found it unpleasant. Now Dan expected her give him a blow-job when his pric...k was literally dripping with her pussy’s lubrication. That was a new combination of humiliating and disgusting. And yet? maybe she did owe him for some of the best sex she had ever had. And she was bound. She would do this for him, this time, since he was in control. Brandy opened her mouth and, trying to ignore the taste of pussy that was. After cleaning up, we went into the living room to watch TV. I kept the lights off, trying to keep the place cool. Ginger was sitting in the recliner, with her legs hanging over both arm rests, spread eagle. I saw her and my cock got rock hard. Ginger saw it as well.She got up from the chair and came over to the sofa and sat next to me, putting her head on my shoulder. I told her, "It's hot enough without you pressing, you know." She smiled and said, "Well silly, if you’re too hot, take. I swear to God he is no threat to you. Come on baby; lets go upstairs and I'll prove it to you. You are my main man." Oh goody! Just what I've always wanted – sloppy seconds from my wife. Sorry Regina; it just doesn't work that way. I don't know what I'm going to do just yet, but touching your defiled body isn't on the list. You are a grown woman and as such you get to make your own choices. I can't keep you from seeing your lover if that is what you choose to do, but if you see him again and I. Virtually naked, oiled, having freshly shaven from the neck down, her taut body glistens beneath the lights illuminating down from the ceiling. Sensing the mask’s scruff lining tightening across her nervous smile, another deep breath and holding it, she catches her every movement from the monitor, watches herself as her torso arches forward, her stomach hollowing beneath her protruding ribcage with each breath. Raising her hands above her head, bending her elbows, letting her arms stretch.