During the ride home she continued holding my hand and we talked about Cathy and Monica. I told her how I recon they were eyeing me up throughout dinn...r. We both laughed.After we got home, she took off her skirt right away, "I remember why this was tucked so far away. It's a little tight." So there she was in her knickers and blouse, just like when I came home from school. She put her skirt away and came out of her bedroom, "would you like a nightcap?" she asked. I told her I did and she went. He looked over her body with a leering grin, his eyes were lust glazed. Jean saw the look and her body spiked, again. Her hands mauled her own breast as she watched him guide his cock in all its size and blackness to her pussy in all its gaping, messy, whiteness.“OH … GODDDDDD … YESSSSS!” Instantly she was filled with cock, again. Filled. Consumed. She swore she could never tire of the feeling or cease to be so thrilling. She orgasmed, again, and he climaxed moments after.She heard wonderful. It always upset me to think that I wouldn't have Papa with me anymore, and that made me sad. I have always hoped that we would be at the same pickup, and Papa would choose me to come with him. I have thought a lot about being one of Papa's two concubines. I have come to terms with the fact that I will share Papa's affection and attention." Mama," what are you doing?" squawked Liesl. Margret had shrugged off her blouse and was reaching behind her back for the clasp of her bra."If the stories are. It took a bit of work but within minutes she had Henrytrussed and tied to her satisfaction."So exciting and enjoyable, out little sessions, aren't they dear?"Madge cooed as she worked Henry to the table. "It's such a shame thatyour wife has left you though. But at least your divorce is final now. Ican't believe it's been over a year!" she said in conversation as shecontinued. Henry grunted and struggled a bit as she strapped him downand adjusted the metal supports of the articulated bondage.