Then straining to lift the front corner of the couch, I forced the twisted cotton behind the stubby timber leg to hold her in place. Stretched out on ...the floor underneath me, completely naked, tied up and gagged by her own panties, Julie was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. I crawled over the top of her, making sure not to touch her. She trembled, her breasts jiggling slightly beneath the erect nipples that betrayed her excitement. I stared into her eyes, until eventually, she dipped her gaze. Regaining my composure I crawled under the covers to wait for my husband. I hid the fact that I now had a cock of my own. It would be a surprise.He walked into the room with a shy, curious look on his face so I waved him over to the bed and reached out to cup his balls in my hand and pull him close. His balls were hot and his sack was soft. Jutting out from just above my handful of balls was his beautiful hard manhood, just staring me in the eyes. It was rock hard and wagging back and forth as. Then she played back the comparison. It was terrible. Where in the world had she picked up such habits and why hadn't she ever been corrected by high school french teachers?After two weeks of hard, every night study and work, even she could hear the improvement. The little bastard and that french teacher even complimented her on her improvement. She was both resentful of Edward and proud of herself.But that next Saturday was the clincher. There was a package in the mail and another cassette. I opened my eyes to see his cock in front of me."You like wearing your Master's cum don't you faggit?" Yes, Master." But you do need to get cleaned up don't you?" Yes, Master" I want you to walk over to the bathroom and wash you face off" But Master it's across the hall. People will see.." Shut up, faggit! Do as I say!"I had no choice. I got up and opened the door. I walked directly to the bathroom. Several people where in the hall but I didn't look at them. I got to the sinks and washed my.