How does this man know my body better than I do? He laughs at how easily I cum, trembling underneath him. Then he moves us to the kitchen table, I’m... instructed to bend over and spread my legs wide. Grinning to myself as I think about his cock head teasing my ass but he comes up behind me and lays his belt on the table. “How many times can you slap that little asshole before you cum, you slut?” he asked with an evil smile playing on his lips. “Hmmm four” I whisper back, I want his cock so. Gently, she kissed his lips as she reached behind and untied his arms before stepping back and allowing her dress to fall softly to the floor, revealing her long, shapely legs & tightly corseted waist to his eyes for the first time.Standing there, gazing on her body he was acutely aware of the chastity belt and the agreement they had made before this meeting. he could do anything with her, but she would decide when and if he had earned the right to fuck her. He saw the chair, sitting just where. But our fantasies never involved an extra person. So I was a bit afraid to share my hot horny wife side to my husband as I was worried that I may lose him.On Amit’s birthday, I planned everything for his birthday party. As it was just two of us to celebrate, I decided to make it special for my husband on this birthday. I took leave from the office and my husband was going to return by 9 in the night. I had enough time to make all the preparations.After completing all the household work, I. Iacted suitably impressed by his manliness. I didn't have to act,actually."What do you think of mine?" I said, flexing my own rather feeblebiceps."I think they look perfectly fine," he said. "Very pretty. On you. Imean, you wouldn't arms like Popeye, would you?"I certainly would not.Patrick asked me to sit down for a minute with them, and I did, makingsure I crossed my legs as I did so."You've got lovely skin," he said pointing at my arm. "Do you mind if Itouch it?" Be my guest," I said.He did.