” “Give me that dick, baby.” The control in her voice faltered. “Fuck me. Fuck me like the dirty bitch I am.” “One.” “Oh god.” He... pussy contracted around him just as he pulled out, denying her release. “No!” Tamara’s eyes flew open. She wrenched up and around, grabbing his forearm as he turned to leave. “Where do you think you’re you going?” Her breasts heaved with the feral tone of her voice. He grinned. “You’re going to beg me to take that prissy little ass of yours or I walk. What’s. "That was probably Johan, trying to embarrass me." "Aw, girl. Your boyfriend is evil." "He's my husband." "Husband then. Is that a butt plug?" "Yep, and I can't stop until I'm done, so..." "Is that what he told you?" "Yeah." "Do you always do as you're told?" I glanced over at her. She was smiling cheekily, like she'd won the lottery. She had nice big teeth. "Only if my husband tells me." She hesitated a little. "That's cool. Um, I've never seen a real butt plug before." I was done. Also since I used to stay in hostel, I got to see her very less. In the beginning, whenever she used to come to our place to either help or get help from mom, she used to smile and ask me about my college and studies, just like every other good neighbor, and we used to smile and wave at each other when we meet in the stairs or in the market.Years by years passed away, I got a job and left my hostel and got settled at home with my parents. We used to see each other more often now, and I started. ”“Geez! The timing’s not great, honey. I’m calling to inform you that I’m going public shortly, and a full spread will appear in the Seattle Times, tomorrow. It’ll undoubtedly be picked up by the major news agencies, which means you’ll be inundated with phone calls seeking your response.”“Damn, though I’ve got to say, I’m not terribly surprised. It sounded like things were getting tense, and you’ve always had a flair for the dramatic. No word to anyone until minutes before the shit hits the.