Seeing the thick hook, her vagina moistened. “Do you want lube, my little whore?” “If you would like to be kind, it’s a very big hook.” Carm...lle screamed as he drove the hook into her tight arsehole. Her Master laughed as she thrashed against the chains, unable to move within her restraints. Her shaking subsided and she trembled as he hoisted her curvy arse into the air, connecting the hook to the loop at the back of her collar. Her back arched with the pressure of the link and she glared at. Naturally, then, Frances's child must be made to focus on Peter's satisfaction, as well. If he became unhappy about Marielle's life, it could conceivably endanger Frances's position. A divorce would leave Frances very wealthy, but she would no longer have the power and influence that she truly desired. Thus, 'managing' Marielle was important to Frances's own success.Marielle knew that she had inherited much from her mother. Not the least was her intelligence and perceptiveness. Frances was. " Then it all made sense toThomas. The commercials, his hair, posing in front of the mirror. He wasin the body of a girl with the vanity of a girl, but that was all. Hemight be physically weak and more emotional, but his personality wasbasically the same."Why don't you pull yourself together and meet me at the mall aroundnoon? We'll have lunch and get you some outfits to attract your newboyfriend. Byeeee, Shannon!"Thomas reviewed his options, and decided it was best to play along atthis point.. But my intention was fulfilled as I had noticed the eyes of Archana the moment I told two hours. I enjoyed the tea very slowly with my eyes scanning the soft pillow Archana.Let me describe Archana. She was very plumpy tall lady soft all around wearing a dull red saree with a white blouse. She was around 35+ in age, approx. 5.5 ft in height with an overall figure of 38 36 40. The driver had finished the tea. I instructed him to park the car slightly inside and get some sleep.He nodded and went.