A lot of the time, he just wanted plain, vanilla sex. That was no longer enough for his sexy brunette wife who wanted to be the Baskin Robbins of the ...sex trade. The past several months had brought out a vastly new Linda, one that was fully in charge of her sexuality. She made good tips at the Lounge, sometimes several hundred dollars a week. As her husband’s debt was now close to being repaid, she was also bringing home a tidy little salary which she was banking. She could now easily have. She went into the bedroom and a couple of minutes later came out wearing a short skirt and tee shirt no bra and with that we started walking down to the shed which is a fair distance from the house.Once inside I turned on a light and in a big shed the globe didn't throw much light just enough to see by, I told Jill to put her hands behind her back I then handcuffed them there then I told her stand with her back to the wall. I also pulled out a blindfold and placed this over her eyes and tied it. The house was bathed in green and purple lighting giving it an almost Gothic appearance, but this was typical of Erica where nothing was too much effort. The coat I was wearing concealed from the cab driver the fact that I was more or less naked underneath but once I was inside and a young topless girl took it from me I certainly didn’t feel uncomfortable in the surroundings. Everywhere I looked there were half-naked men and women engaged in various acts of intimacy from kissing and fondling to. Jake was patient and did not move, letting her take him at her own pace. It took nearly five minutes before she moved again, her blood and renewed lubrication easing his entry a little. Nothing larger than a tampon had been where he was going though, and it took another ten minutes before she bottomed out with a soft grunt. Looking down between them they were both surprised to see she had taken him all."God, Jake, you feel huge! It's like you're touching me everywhere in there all at once.".