Josh dominates

Sandra quickly rolls on top of Josh, pressing her breast in to his face. The tight fit of the body suit pressed her C cup breast against her body like a sports bra which only helped to reduce her husbands ability to breath. She tried to get hold of his wrists, but he moved them too much. He bucked under her, getting her slighter frame to lift slightly in the air, which allowed him to get his hands around her waist. Josh eagerly pushed her to the side and then on to her back.

Caught by surprise Sandra didn't react fast enough and Josh grabbed her wrists, pulling them above her head. He grinned lustfully down at her, her chestnut brown hair splayed out on the mattress. Using his leverage and weight he brought her two wrists together, leaned down and kissed her hard. Sandra moaned in to the kiss and felt his hardening member press in to her belly.

With a free hand he roughly grabbed her right breast. "I'd say that I caught the cat burglar." Sandra whimpers and squirms under him. "Do you yield? If so, you will be wearing that for Halloween." He sees the nub of her nipple pushing against the body suit and gives it a light pinch.

"Yes, gawd yes. I yield."

The gruff timber of Josh's voice made a shiver go down Sandra's spine. "I have thoughts about how I should punish you, but I fear you may try to get away when I get off you."

"I promise to stay right here, just like this."

Josh leaves her laying there and got to his closet where he pushes the dress shirts to the side and looks at the array of "toys" mounted on the wall. True to her word Sandra didn't move. He drops the cuffs and the metal bar on to the bed beside her before caressing her cheek with his left hand. "Roll over thief." With more than a little help from Josh she rolls over.

In practiced and smooth movements the cat suit was stripped to her waist and wide leather cuffs were buckled around her wrists and clipped together. Josh roughly pulls the body suit the rest of the way off, turning it inside out. The scent of her arousal filled his nose, making his cock strain painfully in his pants. He wasted no time locking her ankles in to the spreader bar.

Her firm rear pushed up at him, taunting and teasing him. He brought a hand down, the impact echoing in the room. A pink hand print bisected the tan line. Josh strips slowly as he caresses and slaps his bound wife. Each contact eliciting a whimper, moan or squeal. Josh bends his naked body over Sandra, his erection resting between the firm globes.

"I'm taking you bare. I have longed for months to feel you with out a condom again."

Sandra pushes up and opens her mouth. Josh never found out if this was in protest or agreement as he pushes a ball gag in to her mouth. He saw her eyes go wide as he pulled his hips back, dragging his pulsing cock along her anus before reaching between them to slide the head along her wet labia. Sandra slumps back down on to the bed a muffled moan matching Josh's.

"I think we are both enjoying this dear. I don't remember the last time you were this wet without me going down on you first." He gently pushes the lubed head of his cock in to her and gasps as her warmth enveloped it. He slowly pushes in to her until he is hips are resting against her ass. Josh breathes deeply, calming himself so that he doesn't explode too quickly. He wants to savor this experience for as long as he can.

The last time they had unprotected sex was when they were trying to have a child. Sandra always insisted that they wear a condom as it helped with her piece of mind an enjoyment.

Josh slowly starts to thrust in to his wife, concentrating on his breathing and smacking her ass to distract him for the sensation of her tight wet pussy. Even with these distractions he knew that he was going to cum before her. Sandra seemed to sense something and flexed her pussy around him making him groan deeply.

Any thoughts of her pleasure washed away with that intimate massage. Josh grabbed her hips and start to fuck her hard. His focus shifted to his cock and wanting to be deeper in her. His hands slid up her body and gripped her shoulders tightly as his thrusts became harder. He could feel the edge of his orgasm building and he didn't care. He wanted her and he wanted to cum in her. Josh grabs a handful of her hair, pulling her head back as he drives in as deep as he could and erupts in her.

Josh collapses on top of Sandra breathing heavily as his cock softens and slips out. Rolling to the side he removes the ball gag and the cuffs from her wrists. They kiss for a few minutes before he slides to the floor and releases her ankles. They slip in to each other's arms, kissing.

Josh slips his hand down over trimmed mound and slides a finger in to her. As his finger presses down on to her clit Sandra throws her head back and moans. "Yes. more. right there." Josh nibbles on her neck as the pad of his finger presses on her clit and his probes her. Slowly Sandra gets more vocal and starts to claw at the bedspread. She grabs the back of his head and kisses him hard as her body starts to convulse with each wave or her orgasm.