I tore myself away from her urgent body, and spoke in ragged gasps.“What are we doing Judith? We are behaving like animals. You are married; think o... the shame you will feel tomorrow if we continue with this madness.”She looked at me, her hair tousled, bodice undone, firm breasts heaving, and eyes glittering with lust.“I have been married to Mordecai Rothstein for almost a year. Three hundred and thirty days of boredom — three hundred and thirty nights of boredom and frustration. Mordecai is a. I took his cock in my left and started to pull back his foreskin, licking his hole as I did, then his knobhead as it became exposed.I like the rim of my knob licked so I licked his working my way around it. His hand started caressing my head and he let out a moan.I plunged my mouth down his whole length and sucked. As I side up his hard shaft I let my tongue firmly slide up the underside of his cock too. I swirl my tongue around his rim quickly before plunging straight back down his cock and. It would last a minute. I would empty my magazine, and try to load the next one. If they gave me a chance to surrender, I would. If they did not, I would fight. If I fought, I would die. I could not shoot them all.I thought of what they would do to my body. For me, there would be no funeral in the church where I grew up, no burial at Arlington National Cemetery, no taps, no rifle salute. Worse yet, there would be no closure for my parents. I would be missing in action. As long as they lived,. Now be a good girl and open up for me." You comply, knowing it’s easier this way and eager to get to the rest of whatever I have planned, and I fit the large ball in your mouth, then buckle the straps around your head, careful not to snag your hair. When all is settled I again run my fingers around your gagged lips, tell you how lovely you look, and remind you not to hesitate to use your safe gestures if you need them.Then I retrieve several straps and secure your arms to your sides, rendering.