She started treating me like I was a piece of the furniture in the house; a necessary evil that she had to put up with. The only thing that didn't cha...ge was our love life. It still held steady at three or four times a week, but it did change from once or twice each time to three and sometimes four times. And she wanted more anal than we were accustomed to having. The biggest change was in me eating her pussy. It used to be a sometimes thing, but Wendy started wanting me to do it more and. Because of my job schedule the classes would have to be at night.”I put Louise at ease, “Yes Louise I realized that when you asked. You would of course want me to watch Linda for you.”Louise said, “Yes Masha, I don’t have anyone else in the world except you. So now that you’ve heard everything, what do you think?”I smiled at her, replied and asked, “I think it’s a great idea, do you have the money to attend school?”Louise said, “Oh yeah, they have a program at work which will pay for much of it. 'Puppy Fat', he murmured, as his eyes followed his fingers as he gently touched the swollen tissue, tracing the outline before easing between my moist labia. I drew my knees upward and outward, laying there naked and spread-eagled like a frog ready to be dissected, only the doctors old cock was his knife, and I could feel the involuntary and willing action of my ass lifting off the leather couch, to receive his cut, as his mons glans, glided through my labia and met with the smallest of fleshy. ”The two men chatted idly of other matters until the Crown Prince arrived, a little flustered by the peremptory summons.“What have you been up to with Habib?” asked the Emir.“Nothing, father. Habib Shalabi sells me the odd slave on behalf of his father, but that’s all,” replied the young Prince, obviously puzzled.“Not that Habib, Prince Habib of Tirfil,” said the Emir.“I don’t think I have ever met him, have I?” replied the Prince.“Once, years ago when you were about nine or ten, but I mean.