He kicks off his shoes without untying the laces. The end of another shitty week. He leans back and shuts his eyes, then ping, new message received. ...t's from her. “Leaving work now. I'll be home around 19:15." He reads the message, lets the phone drop onto his chest, shuts his eyes and ... ping. He sighs with a deep forlorn breath. He knows it's from her again. He lifts the phone up to his face. “Get ready now. We're meeting Amy and Duncan for dinner. I don't want to wait for you to. "Please put these on your wrists." I said. "They look solid, but they will stretch to fit." I waited until they had them on."In the event something should happen, and I am unable to return you home, grab the bracelet with your free hand and think 'Home!'. You will wind up in Grandfather's grotto in North Carolina, but better there than stuck here forever, right?" How likely are we to need this, Son?" Dad asked." I hope never in your lifetime or mine Dad, I really do. But right now it is a. Goodall, to any guy's mom. I could enjoy any woman I wanted however I wanted."Mrs. Goodall love to take it up the ass, too," I commanded. A slight tingle raced across my mind. I did not know how it worked but I could implant thoughts and commands into other people's minds. For one week I was like a god.I grabbed Mrs. Goodall's butt-cheeks. She whimpered about Daniel 's cock. My friend stared at me, his eyes going wide as I brought my still-hard dick into her crack. I slid my crown down, finding. Apr?s avoir remerci? le gar?on d’?tage, je devais lui nettoyer le sexe avec ma langue en m’excusant ??que mon gros cul de poufiasse soit plein de merde??. Apr?s quoi, mon amant black prenait mon portefeuille et lui donnait un pourboire princier.Quand mon mari partait en voyage d’affaires, je participais ? des soir?es dans des clubs SM tr?s ferm?s o? on me vendait comme esclave pour quelques jours. J’adorais l’humiliation d’?tre ainsi expos?e et palp?e comme du b?tail. Tenue en laisse par une.