I am always her toilet paper. Her personal Throne room doesn't even have a toilet paper dispenser anymore or any evidence that one existed.Once, Godde...s had a business client who she knew would be difficult to come to terms with. That morning I was her complete toilet. Recycled shit passes through the body quickly. On the way there I drank her pee in the limo for the same reason..We were at his office and she finally told him that the only way she would agree to his terms was if he served as my. It was at this juncture that my resolve hit a snag. I remembered the last time I had asked my wife to dance. Her put down had crushed me. But now, in my mind, though I was certain that there would be no repeat of that; I was still a little skittish. And, she was wearing really high heels? They were threatening, that's the only term I can use to describe how they made me feel. I made a decision; my army training again. When outnumbered go for the head and kill it; in this case the head was my. I thought that was it. Then shortie pulls me to the middle of the bed and starts to rub her big cock head on my virgin ass and commands her friend to put her cock in my mouth when I looked at her cock hard she was about 9in wow I was in trouble.Shortie gas me tight and tells me you know that your ass belongs to me now she pulls my legs up to her shoulders and spts in my ass whole licks it then tells me relax baby I won't hurt you then I fee the hard ass cock start to stretch my as as her friend. She knew that he often saw her completely nude or in myriad stages of undress. She left the floral patterned curtains of the windows parted for just that purpose. Though she had never seen him do it, she liked to imagine him whacking off while gazing at her. Sometimes, the idea got her so hot that she would lie on the bed and rub one out right where he could see her.“Hi David. I’m a little busy right now. Did you need something or can it wait?” she asked. Lifting the bra that matched the.