Screw it, Speccy, get the emergency teleporter online!”Merton’s brow furrowed. He looked out through space and could see the slender, triangular d...art of the Asp fighter. It was moving forward slowly. Carefully. Like the pilot had no idea what it was what he was looking at and wanted to be sure. But past the Asp, he could see the Warsphere. Huge, even at this distance, he could see that it was actually slowly collapsing. Huge chunks of it were crushing downwards, as if the middle were being. Finally I was ready. "I don't do this because I have to," I began. "I could – and do, frequently – fuck anyone I fancy in this place. No, I'm doing this because it's fun." I raised the bullwhip I held in my hand threateningly. "Now, scream for me, my darling wife."I began her punishment with a snap of the whip; she hurriedly spun, turning away from the blow, and it landed on one shoulder blade, instead of the breast I'd been aiming for. I was good with whips, knowing exactly how hard to hit. .. so fucking hot!"He tasted musky, and slightly earthy, as my hands swept over his muscular thighs and slid over his balls. He groaned when my tongue glided effortlessly over his seeping cock and he ran his hands through my hair.It felt fantastic. Everything felt divine, as I knew my fiancée was witness to my humiliation. My tongue swept up and down his shaft, sucking in his cock to make him groan in pleasure. "Your boyfriend is a damn good cocksucker," he cried, causing my loins to double in. I can be right there and not have to see it on a computer monitor. Nothing like live!We met at the car park on I-94 to pick her up and I bet her heart was beating as fast as mine. If it wasn't daylight, I would to have liked to get my cock sucked right there. That wasn't quite the plan either.After an uneventful chit-chatty drive down to Chicago, we were finally there in MP. After a tour around the store, joking about some of the toys and plotting what-ifs with some of the BDSM gear, we.