Looking in the mirror, he frowned at the sight of the gray hair that seemed to be gaining in number in the mat of black fur that covered his chest and...his back.Another thing that seemed to disgust Marsha in recent years, Ed mused. You're too rough. You're too big. You're so hairy it's gross. Funny thing is that he hadn't changed much from the man she had been in love with almost 30 years ago. A few pounds heavier and a little thin on top, but still and all, everything else was pretty much the. "As though I could have known that. I was really unaccustomed to stickingmy arms in the sleeves. Mom buttoned it up, and I noticed from hermotions that she was still very, very angry.The blouse was actually unpretentious with the exception of a giantcollar of diaphanous lace. Again, just like little girls. And aproposdiaphanous: You could see the outline of my girl-underwear."That comes from my mother," she said as she handed me a skirt. "It wasmuch too large for her. And when I was tall enough. You lower your head to my tits, pulling me close as you kiss between them, rubbing both nipples at the same time. I can feel the press of your hard shaft through our clothes and the sensations of the nipple play and knowing how hard and turned on you are, push me forward. "I want you so badly..", I plead. I start playing with your belt buckle, trying to open it. "Oh no... Not yet", you whisper as you lift me onto the table.Gently you urge me to lay on top of the table as you unbutton and. Justin passes out cold. When he comes to he relizes he is tied up on a chair naked. Where am i? he says. All of a sudden a sting lashes across his back and he yelps out a cry of pain. Shut the fuck up whore a man replies. Justin turns around and sees a man of about 35 holding a whip. Please let me go replies Justin. You aint going nowhere bitch and the man swings the whip at Justin again.If you dont let me go my security guards will come and put you in jail! Justin says. Well you just dont want.