Such words she was used to, quite frequently, but it did not make the hurt any less. - A scarecrow most certainly is the right thing to call her, the ...ittle wench! The count laughed, throwing his arm out in a grand gesture. - I could put her in the fields all dressed up in the spring time!Under the count's persistant gaze, Corinne brought the glass up to her lips, tipping it so as to drink only a small amount. Lorraine hit her arm up, pushing the rest of the liquid down her throat all at once.. Those times when we think to ourselves, ‘If I’d just stopped to think a moment, I wouldn’t have…’Driving north up I-5, near Medford, Oregon, I pulled off the freeway, my stomach growling. Breakfast was a long way off, and I’d been too intent on getting to Portland to stop for lunch. Yeah, I needed refueling in the worst possible way – not only the gas tank of my car, but my own personal gas tank. Sodas will only get you so far…It was a quiet little diner. Probably didn’t get a lot of business –. I sighed just as Greg pulled out of Belle and rubbed his cock to my lips, and I greedily swallowed his salty wet dick. Belle was missing the cock in her twat, I could tell, so I did not leave her long without it as I pulled Greg out and he instantly was back in her cunt.I continued to lick her clit, lips, and Greg’s cock as she swallowed my cock whole. I wanted to continue “teaching” them so I quickly jumped out (Greg and Belle did not know what to do), told them to get up, and I laid my bare. Now my wife is a very demanding, but also a very loving person. Although I make a little more money than she does, she handles the checkbook and controls how our money is spent. She knows what she wants, and I have learned that the best thing to do is to keep her always happy. She is always open to my input, but when the final decisions are made, they always seem to go her way. So my wife picked up two paddles from the table and sat on the couch. “Let’s pretend that I am the lady of the house.