’ I anticipate that I will continue to receive e-mails from Peggy and that she will provide suggestions for story lines as I write this series. I am... looking forward to writing about Peggy and I hope all of you will enjoy reading about her. As always all characters are at least 18 years of age and all other names are fictitious. The stories will be fiction based on suggestive behavior. * The following Wednesday Peggy took the train to Paris and when she arrived she gave Mathilda’s address to the. Then after work or whenever appropriate, hubby gets her ready; laying out her clothes, running her bath, helping her dress and the like, his final act is to lock on her collar, a black leather dog type collar, a symbol of her subservience to Ray and the lock a symbol of hubby`s acceptance.Usually hubby is put in a chastity device while she`s out, this time he was already in it and has been for a week due to some small infringement of her rules I was not privy too.Anyway it was Thursday and the. Gavin’s rhythmic swaying motions bring me to a higher level of need. He’s working deep inside me, increasing the tempo with each thrust. I pull him closer to me, feeling his breath on my neck, kissing on it lightly. I’m so near, I want to feel him fill me as I come around him. Our bucking and arching and colliding are in perfect rhythm with one another. I cling to him tightly, my sweet release exploding hard. I let out a long cry, gasping out his name as he does the same. I can feel the hard. It's no wonder the cougars were all fighting over the right to fuck him the other night at The Cougar Club. Damn. Henrietta and I really missed a treat. But, then, we've never gotten our asses fucked so much as we did that night. I guess I cannot complain since I have always been a true ass slut. I've always enjoyed a good ass fuck as much as a good pussy fuck.When he is finished and his big, beautiful cock begins to go soft, he pulls completely out of my pussy. He then orders me to turn and.