Then mumbled something about me being so tall, and that I should have the larger bed. Changing the topic, she asked about my trip. After grabbing a ...econd beer, we moved to the living room, sat down on an oversized couch and I told her all about my cross-country adventures. I already wrote about my trip, so won’t go into detail again, but she was very attentive. I talked and she listened for nearly an hour. But it had been a long day, and I was tired, so when my beer was empty, I excused. "Ling, can you spread some sparring mats out in the empty room please. I need to think and I always think best when sparring. I'll be in in a moment," Logan said."Sure," she replied and left the room to take care of it. Logan finished up with his PDWs and put them away. He left the armoury and walked into the sparring room to find Ling standing there naked. Noticing the look on Logan's face, Ling explained, "I was taught it is easier to spar naked, no clothes get in your way then." Can't argue. Thinking stops as she realises where he is going. And where she is going. Peter sees her clit pop up and knows a kiss at it now will send her off. Indeed Jennifer comes hard, swinging in her ropes.Petra lowers Jennifer a bit till the heighth of her breasts. We want to see your pussy properly love! I shall shave you as a slave, to be intimately inspected by her Master. Jenny's head spins again as she watches how Petra removes her pubes. Petra called me a slave! What will they to do to me? Slaves. How many of the big man's servants knew and would talk, if the reason was right.Sixteen fucking years, and from the day of our wedding, as she was working for that bastard, she could have been putting one over on me. For at least fourteen and one half years the dead bitch had her cake and ate it too. She had me working my ass off like some prat and was fucking on the side and living like a princess in her secret life.Shit, that represents 9% of our time together that she was just mine, if her.