She now kept her mouth on my shoulder and bit on me. I grabbed her nipple with my index and middle fingers and gave it a tight squeeze. I felt a littl...e wet on my fingers and knew it was the milk that came from her nipples. All this while she kept on biting on my shoulders. I was still pressing my fingers on her nipple and milking her again and again, and each time i pressed her nipples she bit me harder and harder. After a while i stopped doing it and simply massaged her boobs over her blouse.. "I want to try something different. Something I found online." I went tothe dresser top and pulled out a tiny needle with thick translucentliquid, all the while my husbands wide brown eyes never left me."Now the directions say to only use a little bit for a good time, butwhat if I want to have a great time?" talking more to myself then to him."Come on this isn't funny, get me out of here," he pleaded as he pulledharder and harder on the restraints."Alright," I sighed, "I'll make this. Mike groaned softly while staring at the woman's huge ass struggling to break free from her work dress. "What in the heck was the matter with him??!" he asked himself. This woman was at least twenty years his senior and to put it mildly was bit a little on the hefty side! He desperately tried concentrating on his work but to no avail as sweat had begun to break out on his forehead! The woman turned around, and after giving him a large smile offered, "You don't look so good!" "Are you sure. I wondered if this was the way it was supposed to be. I wasn’t happy and I would spend my empty hours on the internet in chat rooms looking for something that was missing in my life. I met someone there and we had an extended affair..the sex was good but I never saw what I was looking for in his eyes. Then a a few months ago on a cold January night…spending yet another boring evening at home with my husband…TV blaring and both of us on our laptops…me on Facebook and he playing his internet.