OH, Will! OH...OH....OH SHIT!!!!”Brook jumped from the couch, and ran from the room, grabbing a near by blanket that rested on an adjacent chair, an... covering her naked body as she did.“What?” Will inquired, standing up from the couch to look around the room.“Look outside the door!” Brook yelled.“Oh shit!” Will yelled, looking outside the sliding glass door to see the elderly Antonia holding hands with young Paul Rolland, Pierce’s little brother. She had one hand over her mouth, and another. Mostly older married guys who's wives never sucked and swallowed like I do. That day I was wearing a catsuit under my jeans and tee shirt. This suit had skinny straps and a plunging neckline that made my hard nipples (from an hour of teasing and edging beforehand) easy to offer up. This particular outfit also had a hole in the ass for my cheeks to expose themselves. I stripped down, put on some sparkly clip-on earnings a bracelet, and some lipstick. I'm wearing my semi-feminine glasses and my. “Though the tribesmen like to use them as cover to raid caravans.”“The same caravans they trade with at the oases?”He snorted. “Yes, the very same. But oases are holy to them. Places of sanctuary. Water is such a valued commodity out here that even the bitterest of enemies will not spill blood within a half-days ride of one. It is a game to them. If they can steal the goods before it reaches an oasis, they win.”“And you win if you reach an oasis.”He laughed again. “Only if I trade. The next week, he had his old girlfriend come up and he fucked her in my bed while I watched them from the closet.??Sissy, that is very seriously fucked up.??Oh shut up, Stacy. It’s strange. I don’t like seeing Mark fuck other women and even after they are done he still smells like them, and sometimes I find underwear and stuff around the house that isn’t mine. I hate it. It humiliates me and makes me feel ashamed. But that is the part I like: the humiliation I guess.??Ok. And let’s not.