“That’s the best fucking blow job I’ve ever had” he said.Then I’ve got my work cut out said Marge and slid off the sofa and took my cock in ...er mouth. The feeling of my cock in my biddies wife’s mouth was nearly enough to make me cum right away, but I wanted to last as long as I could. It turned out not to be very long as when I looked across the room Robert was fingering my wife and she was stroking his dick trying to make him hard again, as they watched Marge suck my cock. All this and the. She couldn’t bear to look directly at George soshe fixed her gaze on a lamp occupying a nearby endtable.Once more she felt his hands on her breasts and thenfelt the icy touch of what could only be a knifeagainst her stomach. The man slid the blade under thebra into her deep cleavage and held it there for amoment. Then, with a sawing motion, he cut through thecenter piece and the cups fell away from her, revealingher now-erect nipples, and the firm breasts theyadorned. Expertly, he. ”“And what are you?” I asked again.“Property, Master”…she appeared as if she was going to cry.“And who do you belong to?”She was lightly sobbing now, shaking…”To you.”“Do you have rights? Do you have recourse?”“No Master.”She sobbed now…it was a deep sob as if the fullness of her fate was finally being understood. I waited a moment, letting her regain her composure for a moment.“Why is that Emma?”She looked up at me for a moment and through the brown green eyes filled with tears I saw a bit of. "I know. They are beautiful." "Stand up and try them out." Okay, Su...Mom," Donna remarked as she pushed herself up. Donna took herfirst easy step in the shoes. They landed forcefully on the floor. Shesmiled as she continued to walk in them. She took another step, and shecaught the front of the shoe on the ground. She fell forward to Susan'sgeneral amusement. A small boy laughed at her. The boy's mother walked over and grabbed theboy by the ear and said, "I'm sorry."Donna nodded to her as she.