After a night out

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After a night outAs he was driven up to the house he noticed a black Mercedes pulling off and his wife at the door fiddling with keys. The car he was riding in stopped in front of their house. The driver said nothing as he got out, and drove away as soon as the door shut. He checked his watch…8 a.m. Walking quickly up the steps he grabbed his wife in a tight embrace. They both had so much to discuss, but were so exhausted. Neither of them had slept at all in over 24 hours, and it had not been an easy evening. She slumped against him as he hugged her, but also jumped a little when he squeezed her tight. He thought that odd, but didn’t mention it. She finished unlocking the door and they both walked in. The web cams had become something they had pretty much ignored since they’d been installed a month ago, but now they had reason for being and both noticed the little red light signifying that someone was watching. They knew the rules. They didn’t have to hide anything. They could talk about everything that had happened, or not. They could bitch, raise hell, or say nothing. It wouldn’t have any effect illegal bahis on their next “excursion” one way or the other. “Well?” he asked, “how was your night?” “A fuck lot worse than I ever imagined” she said. He nodded in agreement. The rules. There were others. Several others actually. And one of them was on both their minds at the moment. It read “anything worn home after your evening away, that you didn’t bring with you, is to be removed by your spouse in full view of the bedroom cameras within the first 30 minutes or arrival.” When they first read that one, it didn’t seem like an issue. Of course both were thinking of clothing then. “I’ve got something for you to remove” she said wryly, and headed to the bedroom. “Me too love, me too” he said, following her in. She started shedding clothes as she walked to the bed, pretty much like she always did, only a bit more gingerly than usual. He soon could see why. She had red marks covering her back, from her shoulders down. As she unbuttoned and pulled down her pants it was obvious even more attention had been given to her ass.“Holy shit babe! youwin güvenilir mi Are you ok?” “I think so,” she said. “But I HAVE to get this out of me now!” He was still standing behind her as she pulled down her panties. The welts on her ass were not just red lines, some of them were still raised, and there was some bruising already forming. But the source of her “issue” became clear as her panties dropped to her feet. There, between her fire red ass cheeks, was the base of a butt plug. She fell fell forward onto the bed and said “Take it slow honey. It’s big” “Poor baby” he thought to himself. She wasn’t dead set against anal, but it was also something that didn’t come up much. He loved playing with her ass…licking, fingering, and once a blue moon, fucking it. But he didn’t push the subject because she never brought it up on her own. Someone didn’t give her that benefit last night it seemed. He noticed both the bedroom camera lights were on, and one of them panned a little bit to get her in frame where she was laying at the foot of the bed. “Ok baby, here we go”. He gripped perabet the base and gave a soft tug, trying to judge the size, but the damn thing barely moved. He pulled a bit harder and got a long groan from his wife. He also noticed the red marks we even visible IN her ass crack. Someone had been very thorough. “Just pull it out slow babe. I’ll be alright” she told him. He kept pulling and her little pucker started to spread open letting the intruder start out. He couldn’t believe how large this thing was that was buried in his wife. She groaned even more as her little asshole stretched to get around the widest part of the plug, roughly the size of a tennis ball. As it passed that point is was nearly shot out the rest of the way and he was left holding a butt plug nearly 3 times the size of anything they had in their “toybox”. “Oh my god” she groaned. “That fucking thing has been in me for hours. I can’t make you understand what a relief it is to have that out.” “Honey, I’m so sorry. We can bail out right now if you want. I had no idea this is the way it would play out” He lightly kissed her on both ass cheeks. Her little asshole was red, and there was even a slight “gape”. “I’m ok hon. I’m so tired. Let’s just sleep first. We’ll discuss it after some rest.” “Ummm, ok” he stammered. “But I’ve got something you’ll have to remove first”

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