Have a moment while dinnahhhhh is cooking (Ground sirloin with bacon wrap, baked po-tah-to, steamed broccoli, baked beans, dinner rolls, buttahhhhh, and cheesecake for 'zert. Did I mention *BEANO[TM]?)
That said...
Guys, it was NEVER remotely related to BDSM. NOT EVER. He simply had seen a tight-lipped ussy-pay or two in person (one of which happened to be mine, as we all skinny dipped) and some in print or on the net so well as some Polaroids of hers BEFORE the kids came along. I guess it was a case of nostalgia
These folks have a secure and loving marriage and are best friends so well as lovers. It was just a little hiccup that turned into temporary heartburn.
All is well! ALL IS WELL!
NOTE TO A-1:
Dear Steak Sauce,
Great video! I'm sending it to my mom and I assure you she'll see to it that Dad and Grandpa see it.
Thanks.
Frankly, I don't know all that many people that are into BDSM in the pure sense of the term. Oh, I like to be spanked now and then but not whipped, nor do I want various clamps and jumper cables attached to me.
Marlene and her eunuch-to(maybe)-be enjoy a little bit of him "Worshipping" her via foot play, cunnilingus without release for him, and some mildly painful ball and peepee play. These sessions are only on occasion and are far outnumbered by bouts of good old SEX! (with reminders to him that his balls will be missed...but by whom?

)
The Thai ladyboy, my ballsless treasure, is not into BDSM but will convincingly roleplay if asked. "She" is just a good sport, I suppose. We've not engaged in any in the brief time I've known "her" but the Houston eunuch (the nice one of the two) that brought "her" into my life sez she can be quite the terror...or the terrorized, on request.
I don't think I'll explore that facet of her talents until I've exhausted my curiousity and fascination (never!) re her tiny peepee and empy little baggie.
Well, well, wellllll...Lady Ash(leigh) has presented me with a nice Manhattan and a suggestion that I get my adorable hiney into that kitchen...or else!

Love, etc.
Yoli
Designated Chef Of The Evening
*Why the BEANO? Well, duh! Broccoli, baked beans? You do the math.
Yes, even angels fart.