’s name is printed on the front. “She said to give that to you, man,” Chip says in a subdued tone. “Thanks,” J.J. replies, clutching the uno...pened envelope in his hand. “Well, I guess I better get going,” he murmurs. Chip walks him to his car, parked at the side of the house. “Hey man, thank you!” he says in fervent gratitude to the teenage stud who’s fucked his wife. He gives J.J. a firm handshake and then a bear hug. The stud gets into his car and puts the envelope from Lisa in the glove. The t-shirt she was wearing was loose fitting and the pants she wore were filled with holes.He was about to yell at her when she asked if there was anything she could do to keep him from calling the cops. The dirty old man began whispering into his ear, but he fought the urge to be a perv.Fortunately for him she had apparently been through this before and offered to give him a tug if he would keep things quiet. It only took him a second to consider it before leading her back to his office. Once. She waited two minutes and called back and asked me where was her picture. When I told her it was weird, she wanted to know how was it weird that a wife wanted to see her husband’s hard dick. When I tried to explain, she said “You’re boring. I am turning around and going to get me some more of Tim’s big dick.” The phone went dead. Now I was angry. She called me boring? I left her cranky ass because she is the one who is boring. It was three o’clock in the morning and I was wide awake,. ”“Yes. Master. I recall a difference between Discipline and Punishment in the rules.”I smiled. “Good girl. This room is where you’ll usually be brought for punishment. Here you can scream and cry and beg all you want, all that you’ll do is excite me.” I knew I was leering, but I couldn’t help it. The thought of bringing Michelle down here and inflicting pain upon her naked body was exciting me. I knew if she looked she’d see my erection throbbing at just the thought. “Would you like to.