His scowling wife stood beside him. “Morning Missee Jane,” he painfully managed. Jane smiled. She moved around the store adding to her basket, mor... fruit, veggies, eggs, and noodles. Her last item was a jar of special Scheswan sauce. Mr. Chan knew it was her favourite. It was placed on the lowest shelf of the main aisle, in full view of the cashier’s counter. Jane bent over. She carefully selected a jar and took her time reading the ingredients on the label before slowly placing the jar in her. I knock on the door and take a deep breath, whispering to myself, You need the money, Charlie. When the door opens, the gasp that comes out of my mouth and the mouth of the man at the door is almost identical, Professor Owens? He clears his throat and straightens out his slacks, which has an ever-growing bulge pressing against the fabric, Miss Martinez, please, come in. I brush past him and smell his amazing cologne that must be enhanced with female pheromones because the wet spot that forms. ..I understand. I understand that we have to obey You in all things."He stood behind Anna as he set his drink down, one hand pulling an arm behind her, the other reaching around to roughly fondle her bareness. "Anna?"Her tears were coming down now, knowing that there was nothing she could do, knowing that it was far too late to put a stop to this. "Yes Sir." One hand reached up to grasp her throat, in a possessive way. "Little whore, say what it means for you. Tell me you understand. You need. As Goliath's head penetrated my asshole I mumbled "Slowly, please" but I don't think Paper heard me. I felt his unprotected dick go probably four inches into my butt before I yelled. Paper stopped long enough for me to catch my breath and for him to add a little extra lube to his prick. "I want you to take the entire shaft for me," he said, making a statement and not asking a question. This turned me on because I wanted to take the whole thing. Once again he inserted Goliath into my backside,.