She was under considerable stress. We talked for about fifteen more minutes, then she said something that blew my mind."You know..Paul, I haven't been...with a man in over four years," She said, nonchalantly. "God I need to get fucking laid."Without missing a beat she asked me to stay for a bit while she went into the bathroom to change. I really needed to go, but choosing not to be rude, I decided to wait. When she came out of the bathroom, all she was wearing was her black lace bra and panties.. ’ Her voice faltered and even she wasn’t certain if she was lying with the truth or being honest with a lie. One of them was certain of their sincerity though. ‘Liar.’ Blood dripped off his finger tips and down to start a tiny pool in the sand. If he was responsible for the Emperor then he was responsible for the acts of the Emperor. That was why he was being asked to shed blood to change history yet again. It was because it was his fault. ‘Do you remember when we found your mother?’ It wasn’t. They did spice things up, but unfortunately they also made Claudia curious. She saw all the big cocks hanging from the porn stars and she started wondering what a big one (mine measured in at 6 1⁄2 inches) would be like. Bad cess for her that on one of the days she was finding out I came home early from a working lunch with a mild case of food poisoning.But Claudia had me hooked on porn videos. Not because they spiced up our sex life, but because it turned out that one of the porn stars was an. But, punished, sir? How?" she asked, her voice shaking. She looked at his big, strong hands. What would they feel like on her body? Did he somehow know about her spanking fetish? Did he know exactly which stories she had been reading? Her buttocks twitched in anticipation. "Anything," he repeated again. "Take your top off, Helen." What! Sir! No, I can't do anything like that, I'm a happily married woman!" She struggled to hide her excitement, but with little success. Her cheeks flushed bright.