"He called me at three that afternoon and told me that the papers had been served at two thirty-five. Iris was sitting in the living room when I got h...me from work and it was clear to me that she had been crying. She looked up at me when I came into the room and said:"You did it. You really did it. I can't believe that you would throw away twenty-four good years over one mistake." You still don't get it do you? It wasn't the fact that you fucked Haarbauer. It was the way you threw it in my face. His body ached. He wanted to sit,but he had beenforced to kneelup for hours. He was naked. He was shackledlike the slavesof old. They hadmade fun of his own big dick, kicking itand pulling onit,calling himHorsecock and Niggerprick! They had kicked himin the ballstoo. Making him keephis legs spread so they could get agood kick at hisnineteen year oldnuts. That had really hurt. Now theyonly hurt him ifheshowed theslightest lack of enthusiasm for sucking theirdicks. If heslowed down orhis tongue. I nodded and started undressing and soon enough I was crawling in bed in my boxers. Katrin was having troubles with her dress but she insisted on solving it on her own, as I layed there watching Katrin undress, Caroline went to the bathroom.The next thing I knew, Katrin dropped her dress to the ground, apparently she had no bra or panties underneath it cause she was now standing, fully nude infront of me, giving me a sensual smile as she asked "do you like what you see, babe?". My mouth had. When she turned back, Charise was still holding the underwear bunched in her fist, looking terrified."Oh god, darling, don't look that way!" Laura said, taking the underwear and tossing it on top of the sweaters.Being called 'darling' always made Charise melt with happiness, and though still frightened, she yielded, smiling, to Laura's wishes. "You better hurry if you want to kiss me," she whispered. "My Mama is a one hot holy bitch of a mama when she get mad."Laura embraced her. Their mouths.