You command me to sit but I hesitate because of how sore my ass is. You slap my ass and say in my ear, “Sit!!!” I sit on the chair and it feels ...like my ass is on fire. You kneel in front of me and bend over and take me in your mouth. I quickly forget about the pain as you start swirling your tongue all over my soft cock. I pull against my bonds trying to get free but you’ve tied me up too tightly. You don’t stop after my cock is hard, you continue until I can feel my orgasm start to build.. I've never done this before, and it is only natural that I would be a bit frightened, not knowing what to expect. A few deep breaths as I attempt to control myself. Your hands are moving over me, touching me here, there. My breathing becomes more even, my heart slows. This is something I've wanted to experience; let yourself go. You begin to unbutton my blouse, moving it down my shoulders, then you slide it from beneath me. I feel a slight chill, and know that my nipples have hardened within my. He had plenty to say to his wife--in private.Letting himself in the back door, he was surprised at how silent the house was. He felt sure he would be greeted by feminine laughter and the tinkling of coffee cups."Betty?" he called softly, wondering where she was. A quick glance out at the backyard convinced him she wasn't there. Then he heard it. A low, almost indiscernible moan. And it seemed to be coming from the livingroom! The door was closed and Doug hurried over to it. His hand grasping. More on that later.While Adventuring, Jaye is free to be as slutty as she wants and treat me any way she wants (subject to a punishment session when we get home), depending on the mood or theme of the meet. However, I must be with her at all times.My persona is kinky husband (if there is only one Black man and he is amenable), voyeur husband, or submissive cuck, depending on the mood of the Black men, which leaves me out of the action and free to perform my true role which is to watch over and.