I know that she’s bi and that she is your wife and loves you dearly. Trust me, I know more than most how much Erin needs you. She also needs me, tho...gh, and frankly, I need her. I need her to do more than just fuck me, that’s the point. I want her to own me. To dominate me. To possess me. To control me. I want to belong to Erin, even as the others and she belong to you. Is that possible? Is it acceptable?“I asked Erin, and she bluntly told me to ask you, said that it was fine with her, but that. He could see that my cock was hanging better now than when I first arrived so we were both pleased with the process so far and his suggestion of me bending over the hair was better than me in the foetal position on the treatment table. I see him take a bottle of lube out but I didn’t see him putting on any gloves and when he asked me to bend down I didn’t think any more of it, he poured some lube on his fingers and then with the other hand I felt his fingers widening my cheeks as I braced. How are you?" I'm good," she said. "He'll be pleased you're early." How is he?" Excited. You remember that Marine Corps coffee mug you sent? He won't drink from anything else."Scott followed Karen into the inner sanctum. One of the things he appreciated about the Western Group was their enduring stability. They'd been around for over a century. The Midland offices were a perfect representation of that history. Aside from thinner and larger computer monitors, the stately décor had changed little. .Taking thin chords of leather Emma kneels down and binds her mother's right wrist to her left ankle and opposite for the other pair. Her mother is now helplessly bent over, her puckered ass and smooth waxed clean pussy on display for everyone to inspect.Emma stands to the side and reaches over her mother's large ass. She pulls her butt cheeks wide, spreading her soaked cunt for everyone to see.“Oh my god, Master, look how wet she is. I think this slut likes to be humiliated. I think she likes.