I’ll sing a song for you in the next set.’ ‘Thank you, I will be waiting.’ Lights dimmed, the second set began. Midway, an interlude, retuning...of the guitar in concentration and all but silence, and then an introduction: I met a lady tonight, she had a special smile and her smile talked to my guitar. This song is for her. Introductory chords played and DC’s mellow voice began singing softly: Suzanne takes you downto her place near the riveryou can hear the boats go byyou can spend the night. “Are you always so dominant with women? Do you really enjoy it? Most of the men I’ve met have been the exact opposite.” I smiled. “Yes… to both your questions. But, what about you? Are you really as submissive as you’ve led me to believe…? I mean sexually, of course?” She colored immediately at my blunt question. “I think so,” she whispered. “At least, in my dreams I am. I’ve never met anyone like you before, so I’ve had no actual experience.” I leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek, very. The first to take the opportunity of using the woman was Major Fahd Ahkras who rubbed at the blackening mark across her shoulders as he fucked her arse. This made her cry out in further pain.The Chief Eunuch turned to Robinson and said, "Would you like to participate here? I recommend doing so now, as she will be torn and unresponsive by the time of the next stroke of the whip."Nothing loth, the butler came forward and unzipped his trousers. Pausing only to take careful aim, he thrust brutally. I was then forty years old and the new plant manager of the local lumberyard where most of my family worked. All the education and hard work had finally paid off.Angela came running up to me, jumped into my arms, and wrapped herself around me. She was feather light, her small breasts were pressed into my chest, and her panty-covered pussy was rubbing right into my crotch. My hands were on her ass trying to hold her up but half of my hands were touching bare flesh. I turned slightly so that no.