. yeah.. come in. Excuse the mess."His wife never cleaned house. I would clean house. Wonder if she sucks his dick. Rick's dick. God that made me wet ...thinking about it. "Where's....the 'wifey'?" She went to church."Sweet.So Rick how about you and me go fuck in your bed while your wife is gone and before Becky gets home? That's what I said in my head. Instead I sat down and watched him clean his shotgun. His hands moved up and down the barrel and I don't know why that turned me on but I wasn't. Come on, eat a scone. They’re feeling sad and lonely too.” Her vibrating cell phone woke her. What time was it? The morning was overcast and filled her bedroom with a gauzy, mouse-gray light. She answered.“Hey, are you okay? Is everything okay?” The caller was Callie.“Yeah,” she said breathily, trying to clear the sleep from her voice but not succeeding. “I’m still... I overslept a little again.”“Well, that’s what I figured,” said Callie. “I’m just glad you’re okay, I was getting a little. I take some cord and wind it tightly in a figure of eight around your breasts. When I have finished I admire the sight as your breasts begin to darken and your nipples engorge. I twist and pull them, making you gasp, then select a flogger with rubber strands. I start beating your breasts lightly, then more firmly, making sure your nipples get plenty of contact. I increase the strength of the blows until you are flinging and groaning with each stroke. I am so excited my this time my stiff cock. I tell them I'll beright back. I go to the bath room to check myself. My pussy is wet and throbbing like I'd been diddling myself for 20 mins. I can't believe this. As I reach down to feelmyself I can't help but rub my clit. I cum in a matter of seconds. WOW! I think to myself. Christy knocks on the door. Can I join you she asks. I open the door. My legs are still twitching. As I go to walk out Christy grabs me from behind. She holding megently around my stomach. Does this feel good she asks..