I place the steak on foil and place it under the broiler. Once again ensconced on the couch, I check the progress of Red Shoe…. still establishing p...ot points. Our journalist has found one of the high priced hooker and has decided to follow her and her customer to his house. Suspension of disbelief is important here as we are to believe that our heroine has no problem getting past the security gate…. She has her camera at the ready – very phallic with its long well formed telephoto lens which. " Her face lit up with a smile that showed the true purpose behind her question. "But there are still a few further lessons for you here. You have shown how you can be of use domestically, and you have seen how to be obedient and submissive, I think." Nicola bowed her head in acknowledgement. "Your remaining task will be to learn how to act as an instrument of your husband's pleasure."Nicola blushed, colouring her dusky skin. I could sense that the subject was likely to prove challenging."You. " Yeah babe," he said softly, "then Emily came along and... well, I just felt left out, y'know? You wanted Anna, and..." She needed..." Ok, I get that. I needed you as well... you gave me shit, Michelle." Oh, Mick!" she stretched her arm across his chest and rested her head on his shoulder. "It's like... I'm stretched between two poles, y'know? There's Anna on the one side, and..." And you let go of one to..." Well, see, my mistake was... I always thought you'd be there for me. I didn't think. ” With a harsh look you, push my legs back so my ass is off the bed and spit in my reddish-brown hole. Then all at once you ram me to see the shocked look on my face. My watery eyes, streaking mascara and yelps just make you harder. My toes are straining inside my high-heels, then the screams start. Thrust after thrust give a new scream each time. “Bitch you know you like it, SO TAKE IT!”My watering eyes do not bring mercy, you are in b**st mode. You chuckle as you continue to push my legs.