Got dumped this morning.”“Oh, poor little kid!” she said.This was amusing, since Cassie was twenty two, and Deirdre about twenty three. My bed p...rtner didn’t wait for correction, but sallied forth to the kitchen to administer woman to woman solace.By the time I was shaved and dressed, the two of them were deep into some sort of female therapy involving a good deal of slating the male half of the race. Apparently we were ‘all the same’ and ‘bastards’, and they were ‘better off without us’. I. The day routine remains same, by now she had started liking her meals.In the evening the routine was same, she would stand with her legs apart and the loin cloth will have a ball of herbs pressed against her pussy. Today onward, she will also have an addition. I pick up 2 large coconut shell halves (like 2 hemispheres of a ball) and fill it with a different paste of herbs and oil, these I place against her breasts and ask her to hold them in place. I bring a piece of cloth like the ones my. A man with a large erection was talking with her children. She saw me as a danger and wanted to immediately remove her children from peril. She had never been able to use force, so she tried her usual diversion instead. First she tried to remove her one piece ship garment and could not do it. Failing that, she raced to me and pushed her children away, as she tried to get her lips around me.One of my arms was around Chris, while a now naked Cloud sat on the other, stroking her little pussy on my. REALLY . . . OOOHHH . . . LET ME GO . . .. OOOOO!” Gog moved round and strapped Isabel’s thighs firmly to the end of the block, rendering her quite helpless, with her bottom perfectly presented to receive its punishment. “NOO ... OOOO ... OOOOOHHH ... LET ME GO ... I’LL DO ANYTHING ... I TELL YOU ... OOOHH ... LISTEN TO ME ... LISTEN ... I’M SORRY ... JUST LET ME GO! OH GOD ... LET ME ... GO ... OOOOOOO!” Madame Vesta, who now had a supple willow rod in her right hand ... three foot six inches.