.don’t you?” She was genuinely horrified, I think—by my language as much as my suggestion—and cried out, “No!” in a hoarse whisper. I stay...d where I was. “I said, I think you deserve to have my cock up your ass...” I slapped her behind again, even more viciously, making her breath hiss in between her teeth. “...Don’t you?” She shook her head vigorously. “No! Jonathan, I...” I slapped her behind again. “Don’t you?” She cried out, “Ahh!” then hung her head. She knew she had no choice anyway.. Someone who has lead the way for women everywhere, and been a great personal inspiration for myself. I'm speaking of course, of our own scarlet starlet!" The roar of support that came from the crowd was deafening, and it seemed like it never wanted to subside.High above them there was a red line shooting through the sky, soaring through the air and landing just an inch from where the gasping president. Unceremoniously grasping the microphone from the president Stacie jumped up and down as she. She arched her back and pulled off of him. That wont work. It drives me straight to the edge, Master. He entered her again and said with a cold smile, Really, you like that. Remind me to try clothes pins on them. He reached down and grabbed her ass and pressed her against him again. Ride me now, slave. She started to rock against him again and felt herself get near once again. Pinching her nipples like that had nearly driven her out of her mind. Please Master, now? she begged. He didnt answer. This gave Gary and I a chance to talk a little. He complemented me on how hot my wife was and what a nice place we have. We continued to make Smalltalk and then my wife walked into the room. She was wearing a black lace negligee with thigh highs and high heels. Turned on doesn't even begin to describe how I was feeling. Once in the bedroom Gary and I started to take off our clothes. We stood next to each other as my wife knelt down and took turns sucking our cocks. After a few minutes she.