“My beautiful little flower, this is a long, long procedure and I don’t want anything to go wrong.” I take your right hand into mine. It was und...r your face on the table and I am sure you smelled the scent of your cunt juices as i hold it. You moved your face closer to my hand.You blush when I state that your scent is that of flowers. Then I guide it down to the side of the table and snap the restraint to your wrist. You try to wiggle but the strap holding you to the table is heavy and tight. I. She laughed. "Go on! Get undressed! I won't peek," she lied. "Dry off!"He blushed (how charming, she thought), but disrobed as she instructed and dried himself. She busied herself preparing the living room for the next stage, surreptitiously looking in on him as he finished and wrapped the towel around his body. She felt a spasm of desire. She had been far too long without a male essence and she had to exercise control to proceed methodically. When he had tucked the ends in to secure the bath. She took it all in, slowly realizing Ed's intentions.She started to turn around to confront him, but his hand grasped her head, forcing it to remain there. "You don't want to be making any sudden moves now, cunt. Lancer might get mad and take a hunk out of your ass," he sneered. "You just give him a good blow job and don't make any quick moves unless..." YOU'RE INSANE! I CAN'T DO THAT!"Mimi's mind spun crazily at the prospect of the dreadful things he was demanding of her. Was she crazy or was. ”“Then how will you undress?”“I can undress fine.”He crawled into the bed beside her. Maryam turned off the light.“You’ve been drinking again. I can smell it.”“I know. I know. I shouldn’t, but business is so rough these days. Everyone’s out to get me.”“Would you like to talk about it?”“Sure, why not.”She felt his arm sliding underneath her back.“How’s the baby?” he asked.“Mustafa is such a beautiful child. When you were gone, I just held him, and he burped, can you believe it? His first burp..