Extreme cuckold
I sensed my pretty young wife was getting fed-up with my addiction to total-enclosure bondage, although she knew about it before the marriage. To cut a long story short, she waited until she had me trussed up in a “mummy” style sleeping -bag, then broke it to me she wanted a divorce – unless – I was willing to let her take a lover, who would be involved in our activities. It was non-negotiable, and I was desperate not to lose her, so I reluctantly agreed. One Friday evening, she had me completely helpless in the ‘mummy’ bag, the built-in hood tied tight so that there was only about a one-inch opening left, right over my mouth, then she introduced the ‘lover’ who took one look at me, and said “Fantastic! I LOVE it! This …