" Nonsense!" Janice said. "All good secretaries are either driven to work by their spouse, or they take the bus. Now I'll drive you to work this week,...but next week you'll have to start taking the bus." TAKE THE BUS?" I cried out."Certainly. After all, how will you be able to afford a car on your minimal salary?" But I'm not going to become a secretary!" I said, frustrated. "This is not for real. I'm going to get my old job back!" Well ... we'll see," was all Janice would say. "In the mean. Severe punishment. Global consumption of these essentials had been reduced, but only for the poor. The minority rich used as much energy, drugs and food, if not more, as before. Cars were rare and little-used by the general populace because of the metals and energy required to produce them. It was worth almost a year of the average salary to buy a bottom range one. And that was if you could afford to run it. Houses? Forget it. Houses had long ago been out of the reach of normal people. Now. ” The paddle came down again. And again before Mathew spoke. “The idea was to give you 10 of these, but since you haven’t started counting yet, I get you’ll be wanting more.” Jamie couldn’t believe she didn’t start counting right away. That last glass of wine might be betraying her. Mathew was happy when the count got to twelve…at least for now. He put a good size bit of lube on his finger and reached down to her ass. With his left hand holding her ass cheeks apart, he rubbed her anus with the. What's more, while he watched his beautiful wife get fucked by the twenty one year old stallion, he was stroking his cock, which had sprouted to about six inches, and not very thick either. Most remarkable to Lisa was how he licked his wife's pussy after Jamaal had fucked her without a rubber. It was obvious that Jamaal had emptied a huge load in the pretty white wife. Kristen's husband had cum spread all around his lips and cheeks. And then incredibly, he moved from his wife to Jamaal, taking.