Finally, she swallowed, and said, “Two reasons.“First, while I feel loved, cherished and safe with you, there is still a voice at the back of my h...ad that keeps yammering at me that I need to be punished, that tells me I am sinful and awful and unworthy. You have been keeping it under control by punishing me, and doing so in such a way that I feel both safe, and loved. But if you stop, I am certain I will eventually go back to punishing myself. And I don’t trust myself from long experience.”She. I looked around, holding my damp panties, which now smelled strongly of our union. I did not really want to put them in my small purse. My husband took them from me with a chuckle and laid them unceremoniously on a piece of rather mundane statuary."You're so bad!" I laughed at him, and he merely smiled and took me by the hand.We left the area slowly, but deliberately, and I avoided looking at the other people as they circulated for fear of seeing recognition in their eyes. I held my husband's. Dropping to her knees Laura unbuckels yor belt and then un buttons your trousers, pulling them down along with your shorts to reveal your erect cock. Laura takes it between her lips sucking on the head of your cock, taking it in her mouth and letting her tongue swirl around your helmet. You can feel your climax nearing so you get Luara to her feet and move to the lounge, laying her on the sofa with her legs spread to eat her juicy pussy. You ask your wife, did he tell you he wanted to eat your. “Mary, stop.”“No, Maddi.” Mary clapped. “YOU. STOP. You’re a fucking monster, and you ruined my life!” She whipped around to the crowd, some of which snickered and pulled out cellphones. Mary addressed them directly, “AND THAT’S WHAT FUTANARI DO!” She pivoted and jabbed her index in Maddi’s side. “THEY FUCK PURE AND INNOCENT GIRLS AND MAKE US DIRTY!”“Oh my god!” Maddi howled. Her feet took off before she even decided. Moringa Island’s warm winds picked up, whipping against Maddi’s face as she.