His strong hands held me open as his tongue continued to softly and wetly explore my anal passage. A million shivers of delight ran up and down my spi...e as I squeezed down and milked Richards hard long fat cock as he moved his hips side to side. The head of his cock pushing along my vaginal walls eliciting long deep moans of pleasure from my throat.We were grinding into each other with slow little circles of our hips. I love you so much Richard I whispered as I moaned out as I slid along his. She gives him a wink and pulls the trigger, shooting him through the chest. Without missing a beat, Grace turns and fires at the approaching man to her immediate right. He faces a fate similar to the first. His knife falls out of his hands and he stumbles back falling onto a table. The table quickly gives under his weight, snapping in two and burying the man beneath its remnants.The remaining three men stop their approach and step back slightly. They grip their weapons tighter. Two have knives. Her orgasm which could not receive a reply from his limp and useless cock, gave Fortescue the ultimate thrill to his permanent and willing submission.Stainforth was now ready again. He looked on in envy as the mature woman, who became more and more attractive to him by the minute, had enjoyed the attentions of the cur. The black woman led a weeping Fortescue away, Ruth having laughed at him as he kissed her feet and telling him he would now be taken to serve a woman who owned a brothel. She. I am angry at them and at whoever did them to her. They look like marks to signify membership or maybe belonging, or perhaps ownership — but no one owns Jennifer. She is my wife and I am her husband. That's how it is. That is how it is going to stay. Then, I am hit by the idea that, if these are membership or 'belonging' marks, which she asked for, then she is excluding me. She never asked if it would be OK. She has not told me what they mean. Am I just supposed to look at them and draw my own.