But my Ma didn’t seem to like it there much; she seemed kinda nervous. Maybe I am confusing her disdain of the filthy bus station with the trepidati...n she must have felt with sending me, her thirteen-year old boy, off to Texas for a month. I dunno, but I did what I could to calm her, which meant doing what she said, promising to write and telling her how much I would miss her. Nearly thirty years later, I still wonder how she sc****d-up the money for that bus ticket. Anyway, I got on the. I told my hubby, ‘You’re not pleasing me sexually so my pussy belongs to men who can satisfy my needs.’ I had him now in a controlled cuckold lifestyle with me in total charge and I loved it. He would worship me most by kissing my feet and giving me massages before bed. He loved shaving my legs and pussy before my dates and even picked out the clothes I should wear. He was my slave and I was the spoiled little sex-pot hot wife. As our sons were off to summer camp for two weeks I suggested that. That was something special for her.I decided to swing by the messenger service to see how Annie and Crystal were doing on the way home. They got an apartment in town, so they didn’t come out to the house much anymore. I hadn’t been around a lot to see them, even if they did come to visit. When I got to the building, I found that the messenger company wasn’t there anymore. The people in that space now had been in there since the start of the year. They had no idea what happened to the messenger. — When I get there, you won't see daylight for a month, you'll beg to lick my footprints on the floor! I flogged every day for good morning and goodnight, she was already running around the table trying to catch up, he did not wait for applause as he could. Running out through the open door, he felt Diana's whip curling around his neck, he was immediately choking, after a while she pulled, knocking to the floor directly under Alex's knees tightening around her neck, she grabbed the collar.
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