First I appeared theday before the murder in a tennis outfit, then the morning after themurder in a nightdress and dressing gown and finally in a day ...ress. Iwasn't even sure what a day dress was.We started read-throughs of the script in the drama meetings, which wereafter school on Thursdays. The first meeting was very slow as everyonewas trying to find their parts. It was during the first of thesemeetings that it finally struck me that I was not just playing a girl,but I had a boyfriend in. ?What on earth happened to you?? Mortified Dina remembered her scars, ?Oh I am sorry Marcus.? ?Do not apologize.? As erect as ever Marcus speared into Dina's anus, the pain was almost unbearable, it had been five years Dina screamed and her toes curled she kicked her feet as Marcus trusted into her anus. As painful as the experience was it was also comforting, and amazingly arousing. Marcus allowed Dina to rub her clitoris with her fingers. Marcus grabbed a clump. I got a little more daring, pushed under her bathing top and did the same at the bikini bottom. I moved my hands under her thong lines and up between her legs and butt. As I slowed my touching she raised her hips up to encourage me to go deeper in as I approached her erogenous zone. Again she let out a sigh of approval and was totally lost in the moment. She was being seduced and did not even know it. Then it was Char’s turn to lotion me up. She did a very good job and was getting me very hot.. If I shot off in her hand without permission, I’d have to endure the harshest of whippings, or the most severe form of toilet training. This was something I knew from personal experience, and it was a mistake I never wanted to repeat. I loved my wife, but I was also scared of her. I understood the sadistic side of her personality and knew precisely what she was capable of doing when provoked. ?Would you like to cum?? she asked teasingly. ?Yes,? I said.?Do you think you’ve earned the right to.