”“Not according to my husband. The only time he allowed me to have something covering my butt was when we were swimming or sunbathing.” Elizabet... turned, pulled down the pants she had put on upstairs, and showed her sister the tan she had on her backside. Betts lifted her shirt to show Margaret her breasts were totally tanned.“Where did you learn to be so brazen?”“I have an adorable husband who challenges me every step of the way. He bought me a dress that fit like a glove and then refused to. My next thought was that I didn’t want to walk out of here smelling like a urinal so I just sucked his cock into my mouth, sealed my lips around it and swallowed. Luckily this guy must drink a lot of water because there was no bad, heavy taste. I took every ounce and just drank it. When he was done he pulled me up and told me that I was the best and that he needed to fuck me. At this point I was still in shock that I just drank straight from the tap so I turned around and bent over. . After all it was her husband who started the ball rolling that I prayed would end with those responsible filling graves wherever I found them.It took a few days of intense research to piece together the network of companies that those rat bastards used to shroud their crimes, but information is a weapon, and everything a company does is trapped somewhere on the web. For forty-thousand dollars, I hired a team of forensic auditors to dig to the very end of their network of lies and find me the. She had never seensuch a thing before. She felt a stirring between her own legs as she watchedthe man clean the copious fluids from the dark nether hair. Both of the servants thanked their Mistress for her kindnessof allowing them release.? She dismissedthem to continue with their duties. ?Did that arouse you?? asked Caroline. ?Are you wet betweenyour legs?? Blushing, Harriet nodded. ?That is a completely natural reaction for a slut like you.? Her eyes flashing, Harriet said, ?I?m not a slut.?.