I'm not going to have my wife on display in front of a bunch of men."Nothing more was said on the subject for almost a month, which should have alarme... me, because Harry is like a dog with a bone - he never lets go of things. One morning Harry told me he had a surprise for me and he drove me into town. We pulled into a parking lot next to a building that had a sign on it that said "The Lovely Lady". We went inside and I found out to what extent Harry would go to get what he wanted. He'd set up. And still of course, she was bare-breasted, her constantly aroused nipples jutting through the thin material as though they would soon find a way to bore themselves out."Nothing wrong with what you're wearing, not really. It's damn sexy in fact. But that's the problem. It's almost too sexy. Wear something like that to a class, and whoever the professor is, male or female ... well, I seriously doubt they'd find it very easy to conduct a course with you sitting there dressed the way you are. The houses on her street were too tightly packed and needed paint, the road was full of potholes, and there was a fair amount of graffiti and litter. Those homes that did have laws only had small ones, and those were brown and dying and full of trash and holes as well. It wasn’t anything new to her, so she just entered her home and went straight to her room. Finally home, she changed into more comfortable clothes. As she slipped her jeans down off her legs, she glanced at herself in the. I cried out in pain."Please Duke, stop!" I begged, my voice weak with feeling this strange sensation."Don't worry shawty, I got you. This ass I so right, I am going to have to take good care of it..." he said as he fingered me, loosening me up despite my feeble cries. When he was satisfied I was loose enough for one finger, he put another one in. And then another one after a while, till all I could feel was numbing pain in my ass from all three of his fingers inside me. But after a while, it.