?Stupidcunt! What was that?? He slapped me again, and I was so confused. ?Open yourcunt mouth wide, squeeze your tits, spread your legs and frig your ...unt! That'show a cunt says hello!? My face was pointed up to the camera again, and I opened my cunt mouth wide,squeezed my tits with my left hand, and spread my legs to finger my cunt. Asudden burn on my ass made me squeal and thrust my hips up. It came again,and again. ?Yeah, whip the bitch,? moaned the man I still hadn't seen. My husband. He found himself wondering if that glow was gone for good.He finished gathering all the dirty clothes, and took the hamper downthe stairs to the basement where the washer was located.It was an old machine, maybe twenty years old, but it still worked,which was a good thing considering neither of them had enough money toreplace it.He dumped all the clothes into the machine, added a splash of detergent,and closed the lid and turned it on. With that taken care of, he wentback up the stairs, and. I can’t help the purr from rumbling softly in my throat as I crawl cat-like up the bed and settle between your legs. Stormy eyes darken as they meet your deep blue and I see your hungry need to feel your balls empty and fill my aching belly. I know exactly what you want and am eager to satisfy.My head dips and I breathe in your scent… your masculine and unique scent, causing my mouth to water for that first taste of perfection before me. I lean in and nuzzle your inner thigh, my tongue making. He had always envisioned his perfect woman as a rail-thinblonde with a large bust, long legs, and a tiny waist. He had tochuckle to himself, as he thought about it. His perfect woman wasbasically the image of a Barbie doll, the one toy he wished he couldplay with the most when he was a boy. But the more he thought aboutBarbara and how it appeared her inner person might compliment him, themore excited he felt.It seemed like Wednesday would never come. Sam had browsed the storesite, picked out 7.