"Please, please," she gasped out in a little voice, finding herself unable to say anything else."Don't try to beg your way out of it. I've had enough ...f your little games," he said pushing her onto the ground, "I'm going to fuck you right here and now. You might as well accept it."Harley opened her mouth to tell him that she wasn't pleading for him to stop, but only to be gentler. She wanted him to make love to her, but not this way. Before she could get the words out, though, he was roughly. You are to be treated like one, and that meansappropriate garments. You are to wear stockings always. Wouldn't youlike having your legs in sheer fine hosiery?" She raised here eyebrowsand gave a suggestive smile. "But first, let me check your feet and yourhands." She frowned. "Yes, you need a manicure and pedicure too. Yourfeet are too rough and you will rip your nylons. A beautician will behere later to fix that."I tried to pull my hands away but she held onto them. "You will submitto this or. Before long, John began to jerk and cum. I had him full in my mouth and I swallowed and milked him with my mouth until he was dry of cum. All the guys were cheering as I stood up naked before them. I was a sight. My hair was a mess with cum plastered in it. The rest of me was covered in dried or drying cum. My pussy was quite sore and my jaw was stiff. It was a pity my husband couldn't see me in all my slut-glory but he would not believe it even if I told him. His bride, soccer mom, dutiful. I mean, with six-hundred-thousand Hebrews roaming the desert for forty years, you’d think they’d leave something behind to prove it, something archaeological we could grab onto. But no, they didn’t. Or, if they did, we haven’t yet found it. And did the Red Sea really part the way the bible explains it? Really? Christmas day wears on. I surf the net, read and shovel the few inches of snow that accumulates on our suburban walkway. Just before dinner, we gather around the menorah to light the.