” “It’s OK. I really enjoyed myself, but I am getting tired.” Margie walked Connie to the door, and as she was halfway out the door, she turne...d around and gave Margie a big hug, and kissed her hard on the lips. Without another word, she turned again and walked away. Margie went back inside and sat back down on the couch. Whatever else she may have thought or imagined before, she did not imagine that kiss and what it had meant. She had kissed enough women in her time to know without a doubt and. She squeezed out ofher tiny orange shorts and put on a more comfortable outfit. She walkedby Thomas, who didn't notice, and went out the door. She got in her carand drove towards the mall. Not to buy him food, but to find some placefor him to work. Even a crap mall job would bring more money home than hedid now. She just needed something fast. She pulled into the local malland began browsing, starting at the main entrance and working her wayback. Denial after denial, even with Thomas having a. He continued to fuck my wife with a nice steady rhythm until my wife was ready to cum. I felt a lot of jealousy at this point asmy wife began to scream out loudly. He had now made her cum all over his cock. My wife’s orgasm was very powerful. He stop fucking her after that and he stripped her clothes off her. He also removed his clothes and I could see now why my wife came so hard on his cock. He had a very large cock, way larger than mine. He pulled my wife on top of him and he continued to. Those clamps were discipline and the hurt was horrific and not sexual at all. I was on my knees then; unsure of how I got there. Gasping and panting, with my wrists behind my back, the tension between the two clips was unbearable. I tried in vain to bring my shoulders forward and ease my suffering. His calm words and sure hands soothed me through the worst of it. Calling me his bitch, his whore, his pain slut, stoking the flames of my devotion until I accepted his correction. Rubbing my face.