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’ A shiver went up his spine as one fingernail gently traced the edge of his ear. She turned and pulling him by the leash, walked towards her husband. He couldn’t help but follow. The three of them approached the table. ‘Thank goodness,’ he thought. The table was in the back corner of the restaurant. The light seemed even dimmer here. He started to relax. Her husband, staring deep into his eyes, pulled his lovely wife’s chair out. She sat down and patted the chair beside her. Sam wasted no time in sitting down. He watched as she wrapped the slack in the leash around her wrist. ‘Steve, this is Sam, he’s decided he wants to submit to us.’ She made the declaration in the same tone one would use while referring to the weather. The word ‘Us’ struck him like a bolt of lightening. He was suddenly recalling all of the fantasies he’d shared with her. All the things she’d coerced him into saying. All of his deep dark secrets laid before her. All of this came rushing back in an instant. She. She was not wearing a bra and my fingertips found her nipple. I tugged on it gently.Her hand slid the elastic of my pajamas down my ass. My cock bounded out from them and she stared at it a moment then looked up at my face and whispered, "We will have to be very quiet Peter." I turned so my cock was just inches from her mouth. I whispered, "Where can we go?" She opened her mouth and took the head of my cock between her lips. I felt the tip of her tongue moving over the tiny slit at the tip. Suddenly she plunged her lips all the way down my shaft and rested with the head of my cock pressed against the back of her throat.She pulled back from my cock, looked up at my face and said, "There is nowhere to go Peter. We will have to do it here or on the couch where we could be caught at any moment. Are you willing to risk that?"Placing my hands on her head I pressed the tip of my cock against her lips and opened them with the tip. I fucked her face slowly for several strokes and.
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