" Another round of laughter followed but this prompted another question."Your name came up in association with a shooting incident some years back. Wo...ld you comment on that?" No. Ask my Dad." But you did say 'Dammit, Daddy, you can shoot better than that?'" Yes, I said that. No, I won't comment. Ask my Dad. Politely." Why did you say it?"Dorothy stood and looked at the assembled reporters with a serious expression. "Look, all of you. Get this through your heads: if I say I won't comment then I. I fell in love. About a month later we moved in together, and within a year we were married. By the day of our wedding, Abbey had been introduced to ropes, handcuffs, leather restraints, nipple and pussy clamps, enforced nudity, exotic clothing and of course whips. In fact, at our wedding ceremony, the assembled guests never knew that there were fresh whip marks on her full breasts and silky ass. By that time, she was not allowed to wear any underwear, and high heeled shoes were the. “No, honest,” Taimur said, “I was always chaperoned before. My folks wouldn’t let me be alone with guys.”“Jesus!” Taimur exclaimed. “that’s incredible! Well, baby, you got a lot of wasted time to make up for, and I’m just the guy to help you out.”He spent the rest of the evening proving it.Fatima shivered lustily as she thought back on that evening. Her pussy-cream came in hot helpless spurts, drenching her fingers as she stroked her seething pussy. She whimpered with excitement when she. I don't think Christine would ask me to do that. She's more interested in my wife." You've been too busy gawking at her nipples to notice the looks she's been giving you," I laughed. "Would you accept some advice?" I'll listen," he laughed back."No matter what they are wearing when they come out, make sure your wife sees that you love what she's wearing. Make sure she is happy with the attention you give her. Then, and only then, let Christine know you find her attractive. I'm willing to bet.