I lie naked in my marital bed. My wife tied my shoulders, arms, legs and feet with belts and straps and prevented me from moving. A leather harness covered my face, blindfolded me, and held me tight. My wife came in. The sound of high-heeled boots echoed in the tiled room. It smells so good, just like when we first met. Suddenly he was sitting on my face, crossing his right leg over his left leg and rocking his hips so that my face was buried deeper in his lap. My face was completely hidden and I was cut out of the air. Meanwhile, she starts putting on her makeup. So he made me a breast.
"I have a meeting today, dear." I told him. “One of my ex-boyfriends contacted me again. He was great in bed, but not so great in person. Then I thought, "Oh, I have a husband." But at least my ex brought me something to sleep with. I need more good cock, you're not enough!'' He bucks his hips for a moment and then sits back down. "I don't want to fight, so I'll keep quiet for now." I see him remove the stone. He stood up, pulled the plug and covered my mouth with his hand. "I don't want to hear a word!" He removed his hand and I took a deep breath through my mouth as he put the tube in my mouth.
It's moist and tastes good. He would have petted him on the leash. "Here's a souvenir you don't have." I heard him put his leather harness to his mouth and smile. "I'll probably be gone for a while." Please think of me for a long time. With these words he got up, dressed and left. My cock screamed in his chastity belt, and the darkness, silence and stillness gave wings to my thoughts and thousands of images of my wife doing someone else. Jealousy, lust and shame mix to make the walls of my body vibrate even more…
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