All of a sudden she shot a huge stream of her cum straight down my throat.I got a helluva shock. Amazing. And Chrissy was screaming as she ground her ...sex into my face. Afterwards she was extremely apologetic and ashamed about what she had done. She said she had no control over it at all. I told her there was nothing to be ashamed of. In fact I totally loved the experience and wanted more - much more.Now we were fucking every night and having the best sex ever. Chrissy would dress up in her. My hair has only just grown to a length where it can be put up. I had presented myself with my hair up once before. I had not received any instruction to do so, I had used my own initiative, Master took one look, expressed His dissatisfaction and I was immediately sent back upstairs. I hope the result isn’t going to be the same this evening.There is no mirror in our bedroom so I walk along to the bathroom where I rotate Master’s shaving mirror to check over my hair and outfit. I think my. I still get horny but just can’t bring myself to be with some other guy after 19 years with Bill. I am a high school English teacher and have the summers off giving me lots of spare time. As a diversion I do some things on the internet?.and that’s what ultimately got me in this position. I’m writing this because I was TOLD to write it. I’m not very good at writing, so please bear with me. Let me start where things began.I had been surfing the internet and came upon a bondage site. . I begged. She did not answer.It was the third night in a row that I did not sleep.The next morning she wasn't up to wake the children while I made breakfast. The bedroom was still locked. So I prepared some breakfast and got the children started.After they had gone, I waited with a cup of coffee, but she never came out. I got my things to leave for work. I knocked on her door, calling her name. Nothing. I left a note, only a few lines adding up telling I was very sorry for not believing her..