He stepped away, pants legs stuck to his calves, sneakers sloshing as he walked over to the cabinet and got a small bottle and jar along with a washcl...oth. Without a word he dipped the cloth in the water and began to tenderly wipe her face. She licked her lips but otherwise didn’t stir. He broke the plastic seal on the jar and daubed a bit of the white cream with the cloth and began to apply it in circular motions along her forehead, on her cheeks and her chin. He rinsed the cloth and did it a. I asked her what happened after he tied her hands up and she said it was interesting. Corina giggled and said he started working on her pussy again and I asked her if it was good. Corina said it was good and then he stopped. I asked her if he tried taking her panties off of her then and she said he moved her back onto his bed and left the panties alone. Corina said he told her he would stop right when she tells him to and he asked her if he should stop now. I asked her what happened then and. " He doesn't know what a little slut you really are." I tell her. My fingers pushing deep into her, as she realizes it wasn't a question, it was a statement. Her orgasm washing over her as her pussy clamps down on my fingers, realizing it was the truth tonight.Her legs shaky as she comes down from her orgasm. Catching her breath before she realizes I am telling her to show me what a little slut she really is. Finding herself on her knees in front of a long thick hard cock, realizing it is the. .. oh, oh, oh, oh... As regular and sharp as the slow ticking of a metronome. Mmmmm, I felt something high in my cunt clench remembering how it felt to stretch my pussy on that huge cock when I was tight. I made those sounds, too. "Mary's gonna have a shit load of fun if she can take all that cock," I told Marty with the voice of much experience. "I think my wife will have fun no matter what," Marty replied as he moved onto the bed. The rocking movements of the bed started the room spinning.