Cold War: 1960s stories.The traitors punishment. Part 2. The cruel penetration.

She stood her up and pulled her dress down. She stepped out of it and stood in front of him in only her bloomers. He pulled those down, leaving my wife naked. Her pale skin made spanking her golden bush and the brown hair under her arms stand out. The full roundness of her breasts with their hard, erect nipples was in front of his face. His face flushed as if the heat had risen from inside his pants all the way to his hairline. She pulled her shoulders back, pushing her chest out and her breasts toward him. She liked me to admire her body. It looked like she felt the same way about Roy. He reached out and ran his hands over the nipples she was holding out to him. His fingers made circles on her nipples. She wiggled under his fingers. When I did that to her for a few minutes, she’d get very wet between her legs. He stood up and led her toward our bed. We had it in the corner of the main room in the winter rather than in the bedroom because it was warmer that way. He started to lead her onto the bed, but she paused and Bondage turned BDSM to him. My naked wife unbuttoned his shirt, pulled it off, and unbuckled his belt. While she did this, he held her breasts and continued to finger her nipples. He helped her unbutton his pants. When she slid them down, his member sprang out facing her. She took him in her hand and rubbed him. He let her pleasure him this way for a few minutes, then lifted her onto the bed. She pushed the blankets down and crawled to the center where she lay back and spread her legs. Between her legs, her golden bush was glistening wet. I had seen her this way many times big cock when I was about to enter her. He crawled fetish on his hand and knees until he was between her legs. She looked up at his member standing out over her. She let me play with everything. I fetish didn't look up from where my face was buried between her breast as I nodded my head and continued to sob,"I'm sorry! Laura squealed. “Ugh…” she sibilated. Part of Dorm Protocol is to consolidate rooms to two people per room. BDSM "You...your...going...to ...to tell my ..parents! She gasped out softly as spanking she felt his hands, one resting on the warm chocolate skin of her stomach, fingertips caressing her, the other wrapping around the big cock base of Bondage her huge cock, squeezing and stroking her, the sensation odd in his hand, like his own but so much more powerful. And to make it worse, the part that I wished could be reality, was actually a dream.