I wander across the room flinging off the jacket and popping my feet from my sandals until it’s simply blue jeans and a t-shirt. I stop with my fac... to the brick wall and raise my arms up over my head and spread. I can feel the roughness prick at my nipples and I can’t help but rub softly against the brick. In my mind I can feel him, laughing as I realize he doesn’t even have a face in my mind, but I can feel him pressing against me. His hands lock on my wrists and pull my arms up tighter and. You unlock the cuffs , tossing them to the floor, then You stepinto the other room to check on Chris, I hear Your hand connect with her assand her wails. You come back, grab a large dildo and go back into Chris. Herloud moans tell me You are shoving it into her ass. I hear You tell her she hadbetter hold both toys in or "the bitch" would punish her.You stand quietly inthe doorway for a moment, just looking at me. I stand quietly, eyes downcast."lay on the bed, legs as wide as they will go. You. Her legs were freshly shaven, but she had shoved them into some thigh high fish nets anyways. Her black mini skirt stopped just below her ass cheeks which were bare bottomed. His only request was that she not wear panties today. She pulled down on her top, a black spaghetti strap that form fitted to her body, accenting her braless c cup bust. She glanced at her reflection in a upcoming movie poster case. Her make up was still rock star, making her blue eyes absolutely pop. She decided to pull. So there she was almost thirty years old and on the shelf as far as the local guys were concerned.Well, how it worked out was, I was down, Liou was down, but together we both managed to climb back up. The local priest was a real pain in the arse. He appeared happy to disregard the fact that I was divorced but he insisted that I convert to the Catholic Church, something that I did with my tongue firmly imbedded in my cheek. Maybe he figured he didn't have to recognise my protestant marriage.The.