I don’t want to look freshly fucked when they get here.” He moaned as I removed my hand from his dick “Baby, c’mon we haven’t had sex in… shit, I don’t even remember the last time we had sex. Let me just put the tip in, pleassse?” Turning around I gave him a quick peck on the lips and joke, “Just the tip is how we got pregnant with Roman and Alicia, remember that? There is no tip with you. You go from 0 to 100, REAL QUICK”. Jacob laughs puts his hands up conceding the point, answers as he walks out the bathroom with is hardened dick, “Not my fault. Your pussy grabs my dick and won’t let it go.” Laughing while shaking Bondage my head I turn back around to finish applying my makeup. Looking at myself in the mirror I realize that I am looking sexy which makes me blush. Being a 45-year-old Southern-Belle, I have kept my looks quite well over the years. People have often said that I look as if I’m in my late 20s or early 30s. I contribute that to having good genes and doing Pilates four times japanese a week. I’m 5’7” with light brown BDSM hair, brown asian eyes, with perky C-cup breasts (Courtesy of a breast augmentation when I was 24) and a bubble butt. Having had plenty of gentleman admirers of all ages over the years, I still got it! If you want a clearer picture of my appearance look up Ashley Jones. Dressing up mostly for work which consists of wearing Brutal dress slacks, button-down shirts and high heels; tonight, is a welcomed change because I haven’t dressed up to go out in a long while. My husband, Jacob, is a 42-year-old Dominican male. He looks like David Ortiz, the former baseball player. He is dark-skinned with the most adorable brown eyes. I had to force him to do Pilates with me 5 years ago because he started getting obese. Now, don’t get me wrong I love my husband and would love him fat or skinny but his health was a major concern for his doctor a few years ago. He started the bout (or farce, depending on your outlook), and the two pairs faced their opponents. "Fill...me...with your cum…pleeeasseee." My eyes drifted over to Sarah, who I had briefly forgotten was standing there, and she quickly lowered her head before I could make eye contact. “Good,” Freya replied, “We’ll have to get the next 5 japanese over quickly; I’d like to borrow that egg – Bondage asian if you don’t mind.” The top three had been Brutal removed as well as the bottom two. If I need to BDSM wake you for some reason, I’ll do it as gently as I can. I grabbed her nipple and twisted it so hard. "I have to go to the bathroom." “I do,” she said, a hungry glint in her eyes. I bathed all around her sex with my tongue, and could taste her thin saltiness in my mouth. “Sir I apologise, I- “ She rose groggily, slipping her lithe body into her dressing gown and making her way downstairs for breakfast. “Yes, my Queen.”