‘Hello?’ ‘Hey there. It’s Richard,’ her friend said from the other end. ‘We’ve settled on an Ethiopian restaurant in the city.’ Franci... mechanically wrote down the address and directions that Richard gave her. After saying goodbye to Richard, she turned to her husband. ‘Patrick, could you clean out the car while I check the map on the web? I want to make sure I have the directions straight.’ ‘Sure,’ agreed Patrick, oblivious to her distress. While Patrick was in the garage, Francis got on his. “That's out of line and you know it,” he said. “Wouldn't surprise me if she made you cook your own damn pancakes.” Jarrad back-pedaled, “Yeah, you're right. That wasn't too cool, I guess.” He looked around. Brad and George were staring contemptuously. Ashley had her back to him. “Look, I'm sorry guys; I'll try to do better.” George and Brad each picked up their coffee cups with a 'we'll-see' type attitude. Ashley flipped the last of the pancakes onto the serving plate. As she did so, she. I am playing with your warm and fleshy balls, licking them and sucking them. You are squirming in the bed as you are restrained. I stop sucking you and play with my feather teaser, and it is making your cock twitch."Slave, do you want me to suck you or play with my feather?"“Mistress Mysteria will you please suck me?”"Yes, slave I will."I am licking and sucking your balls, your pre cum is oozing down your shaft as your balls are heavy and filling with cum. I go into my vanity to get a. ’ ‘Love you too, babe.’ Her best friend for the last fifteen years replied. Wrapping her arms tight around her to ward of the chill that crept into the air as the sun began it’s descent into the white line where the sky and the ocean met, Eve hung up the phone and climbed down into the small galley. She looked at the photos that lined what little wall space there was – ones of her when she was younger, the only photo ever taken of her and her mother, pictures of her and her dad. Remains of a.