As a third guy came at me with a prybar, easily five feet long, and a fourth with a two-by-four, I pulled the energy from both pickup trucks and drain...d their batteries.Even a paraplegic in a wheelchair could dodge the drunken swings from the prybar. Careful maneuvering got the guy with the prybar in the path of the two-by-four. The third guy slammed into the side of what looked to be a brand new, seventy-thousand dollar-plus pickup, putting a big dent in it with his head before being knocked. 'I'm not even brave enough to put on my own clothesor make my own decisions. What the hell is wrong with me?'Tom started the washing machine and then headed back over to thecomputer. Princess Dee then had him turn around and present his scrotumto the camera for an inspection, "Well slave, the damage isn't too bad,"she said, "but it looks like you will not have to wear the tube until yougo back to work on Monday. Don't worry, soon enough your body will becomeaccustomed to wearing it and you. "I think so," I replied.We exited the shower after rinsing off. I grabbed my clothes from theliving room, where I had left them after my strip tease last night. I puton my underwear. My boxer briefs did not feel nearly as good as thewonderful lingerie I had worn the night before. A sour look came over myface as I watched Danielle pull on a pair of frilly satin panties. Shenoticed."What's the matter sweetie? You like your panties more?" she asked."Well, these aren't nearly as nice," I told her. I realized that my wife was holding him, guiding him into me. In my head, that made it better. I reached for Sarah's other hand. She gave it to me with a squeeze that said, "It'll be ok. I love you. I want this." He was gentle as he pushed in, the lube making the effort all that much easier. As the head of his cock pushed past the hardest part, I yelped in surprise at how much it hurt. I thought, "How could I do this to her? How could I hurt her so?" She moaned, moved up to my face and.