“I suppose so” Sandy answered.“Then listen carefully. You will address me as Sir and you will obey all of my requests, they will be given as suc..., they are not orders. Your husband is in control and I will stop if he wants me to but first you must demonstrate your willingness to go ahead.”“How do I do that?” “You call me ‘Sir’ to begin with. I won’t tell you too often. I want you to raise your dress and pull your panties down, then lay in my lap. Can you do that?”“Yes Sir. I can do that.” she. When it was all the way in, Samuel looked down at her, "You got itall, now, Lady. I told you." "Oh, it feels so good! Now fuck me with that thing! Fuck me hard,Samuel!" Sondra rolled her head side to side as Samuel began to really fuckher, shoving it in all the way and pulling it almost all the way out. Shewas moaning and groaning in pleasure, and I wondered if she was actuallygoing to pass out. She wrapped her legs and arms around him as they fuckedthemselves into a frenzy. I. Blessedly, I didn't dream.I woke up and found myself alone in a tropical paradise.Wait! Where was everybody?I wanted to scan for the girls, and stopped. I hadn't yet got around to talking to them about with the ethics of doing so, and getting their feelings on the matter.The one person I had talked with about that was Aimee, and she told me on our "marriage" day that she had no secrets from me. "Any time you want to share my mind," she told me, "just do so."I therefore scanned for Aimee, and. Partridge beamed. Oh? So Addison helped me clean up? I smiled at Mrs. Partridge."It was nothing. Thank you for the lovely evening." Brian, would you help me tomorrow if I actually do some of the work?" Betts asked me before I went to bed. "I know Addison didn't do any of the clean-up tonight. It made me mad, but David and Janice are convinced she isn't the social pariah that she is. If she helped someone the earth would open up and swallow her. But I'm making Christmas dinner and I'd love to.