"Well Susan, maybe you’ll let me fuck you in the ass again.”"If you want to, but you'll have to use lots of lube. But I really wanted it in my cun...t, could we do that?" You know you're going to get it in the cunt no matter what." I took the finger out of her pussy and started working her ass with my index finger. I decided, since she was all tied up to give her a little treat and let her come. As I fingered her ass slowly, I lowered my lips to her clitoris and sucked it in my mouth. My cock was. She eventually climbed off me, took my cock in her mouth and proceeded to lick me clean, she then dressed and left, she never said a word in all the time she was there.My wife removed the blindfold and asked if I enjoyed myself, I said I did but I needed to come desperately, she said all in good time, she told me to shower to remove the smell of the slut from me, as I washed she said she enjoyed watching me fuck another women and whether I would enjoy watching her fuck. I guess I should have. She didn't want to think about what she'd done with Ricky. It was as if she'd gone temporarily insane. She couldn't believe she'd sucked her young son's cock! She would never do it again. Never, never, never!She concentrated on her driving, her stomach tightening as cars cut in and out in front of her and behind her. She wasn't going to kill herself trying to keep up with the stampede.As the rain pelted the windshield, she found herself momentarily visualizing a glass shower-stall door. She. The lasts for those boots were in Maidstone, and it would be a simple task to dispatch the lasts to Jermyn Street and have new boots produced.“Oh dear! We have been rather cavalier in looking after our footwear, haven’t we, sir?”Somehow I stayed my fist from punching the fellow in his pretentious mouth.“They have been repaired, although the cobbler was more practiced in working with farmer’s shoes rather than bespoke boots Mister Barrett.” I said through gritted teeth.Eustace Barret, eldest son.