I heard something rip, and then I realized it was my shirt. He put his warm hand on my stomach and I shivered. I really wanted him to untie my hands, ...ying on them really wasn't comfortable, but I didn't care.He then cut my bra open, and I felt him lightly pinch my nipple, my body, once again betraying me let out a gasp. He chuckled."Enjoying this?" He asked me, in an amused tone. "And don't lie to me" I softly nodded yes. "Hmm" He pondered. Then I felt him take the rag off my mouth. "But shut. I started to protest that Iwas not gay, but all she did was nod at the TV, and then at the bump inmy dress. That night she told me to sleep in the guest room as she didnot want me near her.The next day I was back in my drab clothes. She sat at the table andsaid that she loved me but that she needed to come to terms with mydressing, etc. She said she was going out that night for dinner with anold friend to discuss the situation. She told me it was her former boss.I knew he was also a former. She squeezes my cock with her cunt and trails her fingernails lightly down my side, meaning every tickle. Her tone slips to a softer sound, ‘This may take all morning. But, I…am…here…to…do…my…duty. This is my job.’ Her voice pulses with the thrusting of her pelvis into my enormous, rock hard cock. ‘I have to tell the whole world what it feels like to do this to…to fuck you, Jill. Because fucking you is the rightest thing in the whole damn wide world and it symbolizes everything which all good. The oldest, and tallest, oak tree was at the top of the rise near Mrs Beale's house. Dee had taken a long time to muster the courage for that particular challenge, having visited the tree many times without attempting anything. It was an old tree, but sickly, and she would have to be careful with the termites and the rotten limbs. She finally mastered it with a somewhat ungainly shimmy up the trunk. She ascended the next limbs easily, and she was feeling like queen of the world as she stood.