"You do not touch me," she shouted. Simon groaned in agony but Rhea was unrepentant. "Oh come on, two weeks ago you were paying hundreds of pounds for...that"Simon burst into sobs. "Tomorrow lunchtime you empty the flat of your possessions and come to Andy's house. He said you could live there for awhile. It's your second chance. If you are not there tomorrow I will know you don't want it."Simon looked up at Rhea smiling through the pain Rhea had caused but she didn't return it."Some ground. His plate was on the patio. At least he had beaten the ants to it. He called out, “Slave, open the front door and let her in. You will follow her orders as though they come from me.”John dug into his breakfast only to realize that she had failed to bring out his coffee. He was about to order her to bring him a cup and remembered that Lily was here. He couldn’t interrupt them now. He finished the breakfast without coffee. He cleaned the plate as well as he could and set it on the chair.He opened. Every eye was on them as the stranger stroked her pussy and lined up his dick for penetration. Sliding his hands down her bare legs he slid himself into her waiting, begging pussy, bottoming out inside her and pushing her lips over the shaft in her mouth until she was deepthroating the other stranger. Watching the spectacle, the Blonde couldn’t help enjoying seeing these men fucking the woman, whose moans of pleasure made every dick in the room hard. Laying down along the first man, she. Maybe it’s the sunlight streaming in everywhere and lighting up this house in the treetops, with all the windows open and all you can hear is the birds chirping and pecking, and singing. Usually it makes me tense when he feels them, but somehow today it made me feel good. I think I started to feel like I wanted him to do more, even knowing that it always leads to intercourse (fucking, as he likes to call it), well almost always. Today I wanted more, I don’t know why. I wish he’d come home and.