She started blowing me deep down the throat like a cheap whore.Me: Do you like the dildo in your pussy and my cock in your mouth?She said yes by movin... her head. I increased my hand speed and the dildo was almost lost inside my wife’s pussy. Then I took the dildo out and went down. With a single thrust, I was inside her. I was fucking a whore and not my wife. So, I had no sympathy for her at that time.My wife started to shout, “Fuckkkk meee… Fuuuuckkk meeee.. Chodo na aur zoor se chodo na. Aaj. ” He gave me a look.Sigh.“So, the infant version of animals. Right. But, why? And how is this… sexy?” I ask.“Well, it’s more than just the kinky part of them dressing as a cute little kitten and lapping at your asshole. You are also their caregiver. You won’t be their ‘master’ as you would be in a BDSM relationship. Although, they aren’t impartial to the lifestyle.” He grins, “But you are so much more than that.”“How so?”“Well, with a slave, there can be degradation. Discipline. Humility.. "Jack - you're a man," she began, her voice thick from all her crying, but he could hear the hard edge in it. So he bit back what would have been his usual quip and waited for her to ask him what men knew that she didn't."What's wrong with me? Am I so repulsive, so undesirable that even my own husband won't touch me?"It was probably the last thing he'd expected her to say. He'd been smitten by her, in one way or another, for most of his life and he was the last man on earth to tell her that. .. Get Rodney paid up and out of here before noon tomorrow! ... Rod, you're fired! ... Get your stuff and get lost! ... I never want to see you on my property ever again!" shouted Colonel Hart meanly.Bradly looked at Ian and at the Colonel in surprise. "Yes, Sir! ... With pleasure! ... Sir." exclaimed Bradly."Oh ... hmm ... One more thing, Rodney ... The boy had a point earlier... You owe him a jacket! ... Bradly, take the cash for a full set of new clothes out Rod's last pay-check! ... And.