As Don watched this vision he was struck by the fact that this incredibly attractive woman was still alone. It was obviously her choice. Time and time...again she turned away potential worshippers. Just as Don thought that she might be totally unapproachable, she looked over at him and smiled. She lifted her hand, curled one finger, and motioned him to come to her. He felt himself lifted from his stool and floated across the floor to her. He dropped to his knees in front of her. He did not. ? She felt that one, arched her back lower,right back to where he had put it to start, to widen her crack, so he could hitit again she realized.? It was drivingher mad, hot little stings that only made her want to hurt more.? She was afraid that she wanted more hurt,she didn't know if she was afraid that she would get it or afraid that shewouldn't. ? His next touch was incredibly intimate, hisfingertips slid along the groove between her swollen lips.? She knew in an instant that she was. I can tie you down and use my boots on your cock and balls. I’ll take your manhood and not only destroy it but you will thank me for it. Before I’m done, you will be begging for more. I pondered what I just heard. Then I looked up and saw my wife sitting on her throne. The male slave. The one she was just kicking around, was on his knees and his face was buried in her pussy. I listened as my wife told him to slow down and take your time. Make me happy or I’ll kick you in the face again she. ''''Have you talked to Katie about her?'' he asked.''Yeah, and it;s helped.'' I told him.''Good man, good thinking!'' he said as he looked at the cigarette in between his fingers, ''This isn't agreeing with me as much as it used to. I'm going in.'' he dropped the cigarette and stubbed it out before walking back in to the house. He passed Courtney on his way.''Hey there,'' I greeted her.''Hey,'' she replied, ''I sent a couple of those pictures to Paul.'' she told me, and it seemed as though we.