“You sure?” I asked uncertainly.“You’re getting absolute virgin real estate. No previous tenants, not even fingers,” she said. “Go slow an... use more lube as needed, but your dick is gonna be what opens me up, not fingers.”I leaned over her back and kissed her. “Promise me you’ll stop me if it hurts,” I said firmly.“If it hurts too much,” she smirked. “First time’s always supposed to hurt. Now get to work!”I chuckled and aimed my cock at her backdoor, pressing the head against her. “Ready?”“I’ve. It was clear that she was becoming as aroused as when she used the stimulator. This was not my purpose.A series of carefully placed crop strokes to each thigh, brought her attention back to my intentions. "Why are we doing this Nicola?" I asked, adding another wheal to each side.She gasped with pain but then spoke slowly and clearly. "To produce a form pleasing to my husband and to those he wishes to impress." Very good. So are your own erotic indulgences relevant here?" No, Sir. Unless of. .imbalance aplenty----America,home of the slavecurrent size,of contagionthree hundred plus millionbelieving ourselves to be great,it is just not sowe are a collective of consumersin debt and delusionalchina owns most of itoh we're living the dreamfreedom etc and whatnot dreams are never ever realgiven a number at birthfor our securitybullshitour lives regulated rules a plentyfighting over scrapswe want to believein near sickly desperationwe are earning a wagewhen in fact we are nothing more. ” Then I turned and went to the spare room.I walked in and as soon as I was out of sight all my adrenaline burst out and I nearly collapsed. I waited on the spare bed and tried to get my breath as I listened to the arguments of who goes first.“Keven get my wife another shot of tequila please,” I heard my husband ask and knew it wasn’t a request. Though he was allowing this to happen, I knew he was still in charge, I believe he could have stopped it at any time. Sometimes I wondered why he.