Now, I must think of a suitablepunishment for you. Sit, while I think," she ordered, pointing to thebench at the end of the bed.As Asta sat on the be...nch and crossed her legs seductively, pretendingto pout. Viktoria walked back to the bar and downed her drink,savoring the brown liquor as it went down her throat. She looked atAsta and finished her plan.She put down her glass, then reached into the pocket on the right sideof her robe. From the pocket she pulled out one more item: a long. I feel a wave of emotion spread over me starting at my pussy and going up to me head. I don't know what the emotion is but I am feeling a really intense love for my husband, and an intense desire to do exactly what he is asking me. Can I do this I ask myself, can I really play the slut for my husband as he sits at the bar watching me!Steve then says. "A slut wife would go and chat, and flirt, with the guy while I watch. A slut wife would flirt, then maybe have a kiss and cuddle, while her. I knelt down kissing her tummy and moving down to her pussy. I could smell her, adding to the excitement. I gently kissed her slit and pushed my tongue between her small lips. After probing for a few minutes she pulled me to my feet and struggled to undo my belt. After undoing my belt and removing my pants, her hands found my hard cock and gently stroked it. Now it was her turn to kneel down and take my cock in her mouth. She gently ran her tongue over the head of my cock and then took the. It was obvious that the office could never be used to cook off more than test batches of liquor. It was also obvious that I needed to do more research and then find a place to at least work off the mash. If not do the total brewing.I made quick work of stirring the mash, then I closed the bathroom door. I made damn sure the vent fan was running. I also cracked all the windows in the office. I had the place locked up and was back on the trike in less than twenty minutes from the time of my.