I noticed that when he was around he seemed to be gaining an interest in the wife showing off his swinging beef making sure she noticed smiling at me ...as he did. He told me if I thought the shows I watched of him chasing recuits wait till he nailed my wife as he ran his hand down his huge meat. Now I really wondered if he was going to get there between my wifes pretty legs? My wife started wearing short shorts and see through blouses most of the time when he was around. Telling me she was just. Remember, you were told to do exactly as I instructed.? Sandra felt a wave of fear, not only had she never had to be the one to administer her own pain, but she had never had that many weights on her nipples before. ?Take a step backward slut.? Joe said. Sandra knew she better not hesitate, so she took a step backwards, the first weights were untied, and ran down the string catching on her nipple clips. Not only was it painful to have the weights on, but the jolt of. I leaned over to kiss him again, feeling completely like a girl, and as we kissed he reached down, opened his zipper and belt, and slid his pants and boxer shorts down a little. I looked down at his cock and without even thinking I bent my head down and took him in my mouth. It felt and tasted so right, and I began to gently suck and lick, but just a few seconds later he said 'people are coming, sit up' - and when I did I noticed there were people walking up the street. I waited for them to. “You have to say what you want,” I said.“Suck me off,” he croaked. “Drink my cum.”“Are you sure,” I teased—I was scum, I know. But believe me, this made it all the more… authentic. Acknowledging what we were doing. Being genuine about what we were doing. Don’t pretend. “Are you sure you want to shoot your load in another woman’s mouth?”“Take it. Or I’ll pull over and shoot it all over your pretty face. I know you’d like that.”“Oh, yeah… that’s my boy.”I slid my lips slowly and snugly down his.