Maybe from the very beginning. It doesn't matter at this point, I'm done. You're a fraud and a self centered, manipulating bitch. You've been pretendi...g to be my wife for a long time." That's not true ... I love..." Shut up. Yes it is and you know it." All you care about is your public image. You took pride in your ability to take so much and give so little. The only control you ever had over me was what I gave to you, stupid. It took great strength to honor my vows while being treated like. After about another month, Dad brought Jasmine home. I knew Jasmine. She was his secretary at work. She was a very pretty black girl. I think I remembered hearing that she was nineteen. She was five four and had a great body, a small waist, a pretty big round butt and big firm boobs. They must have been at least D-cups. I always admired her whenever I went to visit Dad at work. The day, Dad came home from being out for the evening with her he said, Paul, Jasmine is going to be staying with us.. She examined herself, her tantalizing flesh bulging around each golden bind, the veins standing at attention. I procured three more, and slid them equidistantly from each other down my cock.“Now what?” She asked, her voice edging with anticipation.I planted a foot on the table, elevating myself so that our cocks aligned once more. “You’re not naturally submissive; you just lack the confidence. Your puppy-love for Adrianna has stunted your growth. You give in to her easily, I can tell.” I took. " Sophie tugged at her dressing gown cord, it fell away to reveal her nudity. Emma gawped at her friend, her huge breasts, the nipples erect in the sudden cold, her slightly bulging tummy, the tiny strip of pubic hair and her long slender legs. She hadn't seen her naked in years and here she was standing there with no shame at all. Sophie squatted down on the carpet, daring Emma to stop her. Emma just watched, calling her bluff, knowing she'd never go through with this. Her eyes opened wider as.