How many times did your wife make MY pussy come? Did she eat my pussy?" "She made me come every time. And yes, she tasted your pussy. I'm so sorry. I ...ried to be a good girl. I really did. But she started kissing me and I was thinking about how hot you fuck me and I was so wet and I'm so sorry," she started to cry. "Shhh....kitten. It's okay. I know you're sorry. But you know you need to be spanked. Bad little girls need spankings," I said softly, kissing her tears away. I slid the finger. ”I shouted “WTF, no water!!, I am thirsty idiot, call your manager.” He replied very politfully “There is no manager system in our restra, we have all types of drinks, beer and cold drinks.”I had no option, I ordered him a peg. He came back with my ordered peg and put on the table. That was neat peg with three pieces of ice. I starngly saw his face.I said “I don’t like neat, can you mix something in my peg??”He took my glass and started piss in it and then put it again infront of me. I was very. ."A clamor of incredulous exclamations arose around the room, and Tika had to raise her voice almost to a yell to continue to be heard though she still kept a pleasant, informational tone. "And in order to most convincingly prove my ability, I will fight you all with a four inch knife, and I will defeat each of you in the most convincing manner possible."At that point she had to pause, as the conversation became an uproar. She turned to Raz, pointed to the multi-sensor on her headband, then to. Just in case, he decided to go commando, leaving even the idea of donning underwear stuffed away in his dresser drawer. With a final satisfied look in the mirror, he grabbed his phone and headed downstairs, hungrier than he'd thought. Setting his phone on the kitchen table, he started rummaging around in the fridge, anxious to help out. He pulled out some cold meat, cheese, and lettuce, figuring that would be a good start."Well, well, look at little Susie Homemaker there," his mother's voice.