. bed... ? my new housekeeper?”“Well why the hell — excuse me, Boss, but ‘why the heaven’ still doesn’t make it — do you think she pulle... out all her pubic hair? For the fun of it? Donald Whitfield, let me clue you in. It hurt almost as bad as the whipping she suffered. She did it only for you! And you heard that the Boss approved her use of birth-control pills. What do you suppose they’re for? Are you starting to get a picture?”Susie snapped her fingers and added, “I almost forgot! Claire was. By my wife's reaction and movements he was obviously fucking her. He then began to thrust deeper but keeping at the same speed as my wife began to arch her back upwards with every forward thrust.I became overwhelmed with my own lust as he grabbed her heels and spread her legs up high and wide. This was the perfect position to assault her body and very soon he was ploughing into her pussy with speed and vigor. She must have been soaking as I could hear the sloppy sounds of his cock fucking her. She was wild, very wild, she had to be tamed, but how? I wanted her to enjoy the most of this, I was wondering how then I realized bondage sex. We all disagree at first, but inner us everyone craves a lot for bondage sex, at least to experience it, so I just told her to give me two mins and went to her wardrobe and took out some dupatta of hers and tied her to the bed and tied her legs together, she didn’t say no as she wanted to experience it too.When she was tied she was helpless, I was the. Woke me up. Your family’s gone. The world’s gone. You and a hundred or so kids survive. We had been on a field trip to a marsh. Oak Hammock Marsh. The adults suddenly panicked. They locked us in. Told us we would be safe. They said they would be back soon. Thirteen years later, my boot makes a slight correction to avoid a skull as I make my way to the still-decent pavement of Portage Avenue. I used to be a Spy. I was the only Spy who was also a Second. The Seconds once worshipped me. .