Hubbard that I was going to call Danny that evening?Telephoning Danny was a spur-of-the-moment reaction to her questions. Calling my husband at work h...ad never been an option; but now that I'd said it, why not?I had two reasons for disobeying Danny's order. Finding out if he was alright was paramount but telling him what I had done, though secondary in my mind, was the real reason I wanted to speak with him. As his wife I needed to know if he was well, that he had not been injured while doing. With me being super horny and the friction of that plug in my ass. I start to cum! I damn near crash because of the ecstasy I'm having! I feel as though I'm pumping my whole load of what's in my balls into that condom! OMG! That felt Great! And all I can think is Mistress Mary is going to be pissed and take it out on my ass! But OMG!!! Did it feel GREAT!! I had to stop and pull to the side. After I caught my breath, I started riding again. Guess what? My cock was still hard! And I was building. Sometimes in a private moment of reverie when she couldn’t sleep or if she was feeling horny, the angry buzz of a comforting vibrator teasing her clitoris and ‘Trap 2’ wedged in the back door would remove any anxieties. Heather enjoyed the pleasures of anal sex but there were times when some of the larger deliveries couldn’t be taken in the back door. So to minimise any agonising pain or discomfort during penetration, ‘Trap 2’ would be used to widen and lubricate the anal passage. She once. “I stopped counting at 100 but that doesn’t include the times that I rubbed one out for Tom on the beach or on the sun loungers at the hotel. I did that at least twice a day for him, and for me of course, I love it when men watch me rubbing myself.”“All that in 2 weeks?” Kat asked,“Yeah, why not.”“Why not indeed.” I said. “You’re only young once and that explains the all-over tan as well” Kat started splashing the rest of us and it soon developed into a real messing about session with us.