I was starting to get a feeling wearing a bra was the least I was goingto have to worry about this week.I started to unpack my stuff. I put on a play...ist of some of my music.I was listening to Marilyn Manson's "No reflection" when Tracey came in.I have now learnt looking at a beautiful woman singing "You don't evenwant to know what I'm gonna do to you" is perhaps not the best thing tobe singing.The outcome was that Tracey had a brief discussion with Sarah about mybehaviour. I was called to a. " She began rubbing her hot, red ass. "I think this much should be enough for today, right?" "Yes, yes, sure." * Since that night, we must have had such sessions, at least three times a week. She was really enjoying the pain. We have tried various things in our little sessions over the time. Things like she being gagged and tied the whole night, plug in her ass while in public. But I would say we were still at an amateur stage when it comes to BDSM. One week back, Trisha suggested that we try. Harder. I heard my wife say. Come on Baby, fuck me hard. She was begging him. He continued punishing her pussy and my wifes pussy was now making sounds Id never heard. Both of them were breathing loudly as his hard cock pistoned in and out of her. George was on top of her now, straddling her ass, and he was giving her all of his huge cock. My wife moaned as he bottomed out inside her again and again. His cock was lodged deep in her pussy when she began to grunt and moan and her body started. The narrator discussed her hopeless situation, and the knowledge her family never could return to their former home.The song was by far the most ambitious musical project ever attempted by "Socrates' Mistresses", with very complicated female vocals, a mix of modern and traditional instruments, and the quiet chanting of the male musicians as part of the background music. Cecilia was dumbstruck at the song's very sad beauty. She knew right away that "My father's land" had all the makings of a.