Why don’t you tugg in the leash and tell her she has been a bad girl?, said Mr. Smith.Hannah did as she was told. Mrs. Smith almost fell over, but c...ntinued to drink out of the bowl and tried to keep her balance. -The bowl is filled with Cognac, we are going to punish her tonight, said Mr. Smith.Mr. Smith took Hannah’s hand and led her around Mrs. Smith. Hannah and Mr. Smith were admiring Mrs. Smith perfect ass as she was bent over, on her knees on the floor. Her pussy was completely exposed. I worried about it for like two days. I was like this is gonna suck. I don’t want to talk about the Night of Hell, but I have to if I want to get better. My therapist is a Malaysian cutie with a Masters in counseling. She was very nice and easy to get along with. Today was mostly a meet and greet with a couple of explorations into the hot spots. For a youngster, she’s not too bad and her heart’s in the right place. We might be able to help each other. I need to learn to deal with this anxiety. I said yes you look wonderful sweetheart. She lifted the thin cotton skirt to show me she had no panties on and her smoothly shaved pussy was already wet. She said Marcus is coming over to fuck me tonight and we want you to watch. I thanked her. I had to shower off the days grit and grime and afterwards I had to put on only a pair of cut off sweat pants. My dick was hard already and my wife noticed. She took my balls in her hand and squeezed them causing me to raise up on my toes. She said. Mak realized that they spoke his language, though with a heavy accent and mixing in many unfamiliar words.The jabbering was silenced by an even louder shout from a gaudily daubed man. He was huge, not only tall but repulsively fat, waddling ponderously amid the sudden silence from the largest skin hut. The leader of the group that had captured them moved quickly to his side, speaking softly but urgently in his ear."Who are you? What do you do here? Where is your village?" He thrust the tall.