I asked her if she tended to dress in a suggestive manner most of the time. As the conversation developed, she said she felt she did not dress sugges...ively or provocatively. I told her that as a red-blooded man, I stayed turned on in her presence. I said her nipples showing through her clothes, her make up, her hair, her figure-hugging clothes. All would turn men on sexually. I added it probably turned K’s boyfriend on as well.I asked her what she did when she walked in on them.She said. His black eyes scorched me, and the intensity of the heat in his gaze was enough to send bolts of electricity racing through my veins and down into my smoldering pussy. I began to slowly undulate my hips as I threw my head back and ran my hands through my long black hair before sliding them down my neck, and finally to my thrusting tits. Dressed in skin tight black lace, my large milky breasts were straining against the fabric, as if begging my lover to touch them. As I ran my hands over my. ” His temper went up pretty fast as he yelled, “How the hell was I going to tell you when your ass was pretty much damn near passed out on the bathroom floor.” That hurt but I wasn’t going to back down, “it doesn’t damn matter I know how important these dinners are for men and you know how I feel about family events.” “Well last time I checked I was the only walking around with a penis so how can you explain a damn thing you know about it,” he said pacing the room. Oh no he didn’t he really. ?I think we’re gonna have to make you some more of those cold ham sandwiches bitch! Maybe I’ll just throw all the ingredients into one of my well-worn nylon stockings and then wear it for a week or two and let you lick the mangled remains from off my feet and then we’ll add a bit of mayonnaise and spit as condiments, Mmm. You’ve got lots to look forward to my little fucking slut pony.? Shannon continued her verbal humiliation for what seemed like ever, that was until she introduced another.