" That's a great idea, Stan. I already know what I want."He hated being called Stan, insisting on Stanley. I heard his hiss, but he controlled it."Tha...'s just great, Tom. I do admire a reasonable man. What do you want? We'll have it ready when you come over." I want that slut daughter of yours to honor the pre-nup as written. Nothing else is acceptable. Understand me, Stan? And as for coming over, it'll be a cold day in hell before I walk back into that snake den you call a home."His control. If he touched you, you had to fall down and pretend that you were roasting to death. Once I finished my turn at roasting to death, I had to go start the charcoal so my dad could barbecue the ribs. This became my job, once Mom had taught me how to carefully pour the gasoline into the Campbell’s tomato soup can. Then, you have to pour it very slowly and evenly on all of the briquettes. I did this, hoping I wouldn’t roast to death twice in one day. It’s very important to count to twenty five. God, she thought, I know no one who eats me like she does. Why don't I feel better?"No, Angique," Ishtar said after clearing her throat. "It was me who spoiled it. I was thrilled by the idea of being your slave girl. But I am a weak-willed slut, unable to be loyal even if it is the very thing I want to be. And believe me, tendresse, I still ache to be yours." Angique pulled the smeared face up to hers and licked the salty blend of sweat, snot and cunt juices off the woman's skin. She saw fresh. She went to the toilet and came back. She started kissing me very passionately. I was also enjoying her body to the fullest. I slowly started removing her tees and she cooperated very easily.She was wearing a tank top inside. I again slowly removed that also. I had never had any girl before in my life, who was so comfortable getting naked. She started removing my belt, slowly removed my t-shirt and vest as well. She was in her bra and panties.Then she pulled me to the bed and started removing.