Believe it or not, embarrassed as I was at having my crotch fully exposed to my husband and another man, I had to resist the urge to bend my knees to give them a better look and, in spite of myself, I was aching for someone to touch my cunt but I was not going to give them the satisfaction. Not only was I a little afraid because this was totally out of character for Bill but because it happened in front of a strange man and now I was completely helpless, bent over at the waist, my head and arms trapped and, I could tell from the cool air on my nipples, my T-shirt was hanging down allowing anyone behind me to get a good view of my breasts. xxx desi It took three times before I stopped gagging and then it wasn’t so bad. Anyway, during the first two years of the marriage, if I displeased him, Bill would discipline me with a little spanking.
