It was her idea, after all, for me to wear thatsilk and lace nighty. And it was her that got all worked up when shesaw me dressed that way. Was this t...oo much, though? Would having myhair done like this be crossing the line from some kinky playfulness to'my husband's a fairy?' I really didn't know.I checked the time. Opie wouldn't be home for another forty fiveminutes or so. What the hell? I was way too curious about how I wouldlook in the nightgown with my hair like that, so I sprinted up. ? ?I am going to whip you and torture you until you beg me to stop?. He placed a ball gag in my mouth, and said ?when you are ready to answer my questions, nod your head vigorously, and I will remove the gag so that you can answer me, do you understand?? I nodded my head, and he pinched my left nipple and attached a nipple clamp, he pulled my right nipple and attached a second linked by a length of chain. The clamps bit into my nipples, making them swell which increased the pain and discomfort.. This sure beat sitting around a motel room watching reruns and wondering if Kramer really was a racist.It has been my experience over the years that when my cock is happy, the rest of me feels pretty damn good, too. My cock was in way over its head, but I knew it was happy. Therefore, I was in a near state of euphoria. Then everything changed, and drastically.I heard a loud male voice and opened my eyes. It took a second for me to comprehend what I was witnessing. A tall, rugged looking guy had. As she wished she I removed my shorts completely and took it near her pussy. She caught my penis with her hand and placed it near her pussy hole.I bent down to give her a kiss and entered in. She gave a loud moan. I stopped and laid on her. Since she’s fat and has big boobs. I loved it like that. In a minute or two, she said, “I’ll take care of you, you take rest.” Saying this she started to move her pussy. It was good but not that great.I was sucking her nipples. But I want to suck her pussy.