It didn’t matter that it was freeze-dried. The fresh, roasted aroma of Columbian coffee lifted his spirits and boosted his morale. He preferred it h...ot and black and it filled his mouth with a burst of flavor. He sipped it slowly, sighing and luxuriating in the taste and the warmth of the brew, imagining himself sitting in the coffee shop near his downtown office.They hadn’t enjoyed eating so much in a long time. They were stuffed as they staggered away from the table to the couch with their. Then she closed her eyes and enjoyed their kiss.Tommy was pretty sure that Samantha wasn't wearing a bra and as his hand grasped her breast he was delighted that he had been right. He was looking forward to getting her blouse off so that he could suck her tits. As he gently rubbed, he could feel her nipple getting hard. He kissed her neck and let his hand move down to her flat stomach."Oh Sam, I love you so much." His hand moved to her hip and then on down below the short leather skirt. The. As I engulfed his cock in my mouth he let out a moan and my wife caught me. She yelled and said what are you doing? I said tasting the both of you. She said I didn't ask permission and I will be punished. I was ready to be removed from the room but I was wrong again. She forced my head all the way down his shaft. Gagging myself on his cock. She then called me a cuckold, ya that right you are my cuckold. Isn't that what you wanted to be called before? Yes Mistress. She said she was done role. ***James woke the next morning to find himself hugging Karin’s right thigh. He kissed and pushed his face into her soft pale skin. Embracing just one of her strong thighs was certainly less incapacitating than having his head trapped between her thighs. One at a time, her thighs were soft and warm and worth kissing again.His attention then turned to the chain and padlocks that connected his neck to Karin’s left ankle. It was still there, the padlocks were still locked and there were still no.