I learned my lesson about three years into our marriage when he had started drinking on a nightly basis. I learned that anything in the way of him and...pussy including clothes and bed sheets could infuriate him. I paid dearly that night with a black eye and a missing tooth. I continued my ritual of getting ready for this drunken bastard by getting out the lube from my bedside table and putting it all over my finger than inserting it deep into my vagina. After swishing it around and making sure. Sylvia was now 36 but had the face and figure of an 18 year old model. She had her blonde hair in a short cropped fashion which suited her cute face with gorgeous large blue eyes and curvy lips. Her breasts were small and perfectly shaped. Whenever she wore a T-shirt her nipples were a feature never missed by the boys around here. Her slender frame and pert bum finished off a perfect 10 for me. And she had a daughter, Debbie, who was almost her twin in looks but for her preference to wear. ” She looked to his left hand and saw the iron ring there. “And she is married.”“Um … I’m very sorry about your dishes, mistress.” Nicias’s eyes darted more fervently. “I’ll have someone fetch them right away.”“I don’t care about dishes, little man.” Brynhild moved closer to the man, looking down at him with something akin to anger. But it was of course only a show. She so loved to make people squirm. “Where is that woman?”“That is my wife, Merope, that you seek.” He stuck out his chest and did. Satisfied with the result, I headed back to the office. As I entered, Pam told me to stand in the corner. When she was finished what she was doing, she came over to where I was standing, and looked me up and down. “Better,” she said, “but you have a long way to go, young lady.”“Yes, ma’am, whatever you say.”“Now turn around, I have a present for you.” I did as pam had asked. Pam fastened a collar around my neck, and told me to face her. When I turned around, Pam put her hand on my chin, and.