..if it is not too much trouble." No trouble at all."Harold led the way to his car and held the passenger door open for Ellen to get in and as she did...so he got his first whiff of her quite seductive perfume.They continued to chat on the short journey and soon arrived at Ellen's secluded bungalow.Harold opened the passenger door and as she got out their faces were only inches apart and their eyes met.Both were probably seeing the same thing in the other's eyes."Are you sure that you don't want. There was the bastard. Wrath overcame Chris, and even as he watched he fantasized ripping the mans throat out, or cutting of his penis and making him chew it.What happened instead was that he was his Rebecca kissing this man, and enjoying it. They necked for a while and then Rebecca got up. Chris sighed with relief - was this all Mathews had for him? This wasn't so bad. But it was. She did not go towards the door, but to the kitchen, and returned with glasses and an open bottle of wine.They. "Then explain to me the differences between the various instruments," the Emir persisted."Well, Master, the paddle applies a great deal of surface to the victim. If one strikes a large soft area, such as the buttock, a wide-spread pain is imparted, though the pain is correspondingly less intense. It is used for minor infringements such as this and serves largely to remind the recipient of the possibilities of greater punishment." I see. Now show me with one stroke what you mean."Wheee .... " Jennifer replied diligently, licking her lipsShe continued slowly jerking it off and by now it reached its full size."Now suck it you slut." Tom commanded with a dominant voice. I couldn't believe my ears. Nobody spoke to hear like that, yet she seemed absolutely powerless to him, even though he was just a k**. Jennifer, sitting in front of this monster-cock inches from her face, looked at me with her beautiful unsure eyes, I met her stare and hoped the expression on my face would communicate.