Then he and one of his waitresses take the ravished woman inside to clean her up, put her back together, and try to get her sober enough to go home. N...t once have I ever been questioned by the police over one of these incidents.Now it is a lot easier to blackmail a married woman into cooperating after showing her the pictures than it is a single college girl that has probably shown it all to the world anyway on the Internet or at a wet T-shirt contest or a concert.At first they are always in. I don’t know how “enslaved” they feel, but can’t go long without seeing two people either deep in foreplay or, how can I say this, beyond that.Interesting enough to note, as I observed during a few sex sessions going on around my complex, both genders appear to be very “sexual”. By which I mean, the women have enormous breasts (I’d wager most to be average an E-cup at least) and the men have equally impressive members, some so big I can’t believe the women can accommodate them (but they find a. "She sat back up and said, "Here's what you taste like," and leaned over and french-kissed me over and over sharing my juices with me."Wow, hon, what a start to our weekend. Wish we had our own cabin."Bonnie and I had never gone all the way, as I said, the blowjob I just got was the maximum we'd done so far. But I was hopeful, especially after that."That was fun, Steve, I really enjoyed it. You're gonna get your dick sucked again this weekend, for sure, lover boy," and she gave my cock a gentle. How can it account for our marriage?" I said as sat down on my Lazyboy."You have talked about how I isolated you from all your friends when we moved to the larger house in a better neighborhood." She was talking about hoe our old friends were suddenly not good enough to rub shoulders with her new elite friends when we moved to a more upscale neighborhood."Did you do that? I thought we just drifted apart from them." I said with a smirk on my face.She shifted in her seat and looked too darn.