"I should just fuck that pretty pink pussy of yours!" Jim screamed at her."Please don't do that, please don't!" Melissa begged.Apparently at this poin..., she had forgotten all about her rape fantasy and was worried that she was about to be killed. I felt bad and I nearly stopped the whole scene, but she wanted this fantasy so I was going to let it transpire.Jim still had Melissa by the hair and forced her over to the bed and he started pulled off her clothing. "No, please don't do this!" Melissa. ..” she whispered moving her mouth close to his ear, “from before the war... I don’t know if she is alive or dead...” he turned to look at her and watched as a tear slowly ran down her cheek cleaning a line on her grimy flesh. He dug into his pockets and eventually found the cleanest piece of rag. He wet the corner with his tongue and slowly, gently began to wipe the dirt from her face. Gradually her flesh was exposed and a small smile formed on her lips. When he had wiped the last of the filth. ” As he went by the forge, Amos and Smith were nodding and hammering away on some tools to make the balls. Amos asked a few questions about the tracks they would run in and Tom explained that they had to be tight, so they didn’t wobble and break. He told him to get with Jeri after they figured out the size of the ball bearings so they could figure out the size of the inner and outer tracks for connecting to the wheel and axle.The girls were both out and racing each other around taking turns. But the tube on my dick made erections impossible. All I could do was look at my wife. I was slowly becoming more and more submissive with my wife. I remained aggressive outside of the home and continued to work out and do normal guy things. But at home, Kate had power over me. Our sessions of cunnilingus increased in number so much so that by the end of the month I was going down on her every day. She said my technique was improving. As a treat, for the first time ever, she shaved her.