She actually arrived back within 88 minutes. She collapsed into my arms inside the kitchen as I enveloped her nostrils in the drug soaked cloth. I eve...n managed to catch the takeaway coffee cup before she dropped it. Her cheeks were still pink with exertion from the gym and there was sweat in her hairline. I gently let her slide to the marble floor.I guess it would be nice if I could explain that she deserved it in some way. Had maybe done something in her past that merited what was about to. "The little freak is sucking his own cock!" She thought.Already horny, this inflamed her pussy. Getting up, she pushed open the door and walked over to John on the bed. John's cock was still in his mouth as she entered. He stopped, looking up at her, still in her wonderful harness."Don't stop, little bitch. Keep sucking your own cock!" She commanded.Obediently, John returned to sucking his cock, taking the head into his mouth and swirling his tongue around the head. Jennifer was enjoying this.. It was apparent to Ashley that Courtney, or possibly someone Courtney was close to had interests in my social life.I thought about it most of the week, but my mind as always was on the upcoming game that Friday night. Once again we were playing a local school that was highly regarded, a certain playoff contender. As always, it was another must win game. I was sitting in history class that morning listening to Ashley talk about Napoleon but my mind was miles away, thinking about tonight’s game.. One day Andrea got home late from a shoot and said she was too tired todo the housework. Would I mind putting the washing in the machine fromtime to time and cleaning the house rather than spending all my time onthe internet?I agreed as I could see it would not get done otherwise and gradually Ihad started to become more the househusband than she was the housewife.I still thought of myself as the breadwinner and her as the housewifethough.One day Andrea caught me looking at a picture of a Goth.