But sometimes I'm just feeling bitchy or frisky and I try to make demands. When I get into these moods, my lover has to take control and put me in my ...lace. Of course, I know where these demands lead me; right into tight ropes and pain! It had been a wonderful day at the office. I'd finally finished a project I'd been working on for the last month or so, and for the first time I felt like I could really conquer the world. Normally Mike and I spend our nights together doing lots of home. He could not handle being a father to a woman.The dejected man got home and had to vent. "Buttercup, I am home."Hearing her husband, not use the contraction I'm, told Lana all she neededto know about her honeybear's mood. It was not good. She knew he needed tovent, so she asked the question of what was wrong. He was a stubborn manand would hold everything in unless asked.The man who needed to loosen the release valve said, "What have we done todeserve this? We are good people, and do not. “Oh, that’s so n—mph” he tried to say but Vanessa crawled up to him, laying parallel to him, shoving her large breast in his mouth. “No talking until I say so, bitch,” Vanessa said, suddenly letting her dominant side show. “Now be a good slut and put that mouth to good use. Suck on it real nice.” Deja was not relenting, feeling his cock grow more erect in her mouth, attempting to deepthroat him as she felt the tip of his cock reach the back of her throat. He began to moan, his moans being. " What?" My dear girl, you smell like you are damned horny."From the corner of my eye I could see her expressions changing. When she took a look in my direction, I guessed my grin gave me away."You are soooo bad. You are so going to pay for that, buster!" Oh, I certainly hope so!"She murmured something unintelligible, but now I was sure that there was definitely some scent present. I was on my best behavior when I escorted her into my home. I opened the doors, carried her bag inside, and got.