Then the other. And a third stroke to your cunt again, while you still writhe from the first two. Wonderful noises of pain from my beloved little whor...; tied as you were, those sensitive inner thighs have escaped my attention until now. Your gorgeous, wonderful submission to my will is clear, as you keep them spread to let me place my mark upon them with another couple of swift, cracking strokes. Looking down at your shaking, bruised and bound body – so beautiful! So sexy! - I find. “Jealous, are you?”“A little bit.”“So, why did you visit her private chambers the other day?”“Ever the nosey one! If you must know, I received a vision. About the missionaries,” she said before taking another sip of wine.Jana’s eyes widened. “I wonder why the goddess would warn you about them?”“I don’t want to think about those two honestly.”“And what would you rather think about?” the other woman asked.“How my fingers would feel inside you.”Jana smiled and pulled her into a deep, suffocating. .. everything.With the consent of our girlfriends we had the opportunity examine them with the minimum distance ... we were able to watch them in detail.... Allows you to touch them softly at times. We were very curious to see how they pee. Asked for. They immediately demonstrated. It goes the same possibilities have been provided to them. Our little girlfriends have used this successfully. With great attention. The campaign we had a small, two girls from a neighboring house, the boy we lived. Two years after graduation we ran into each other at a trade show and picked up where we had left off and a year later we had married. It wasn’t a bad marriage, but it did have its difficulties. Bev and I were both career oriented and driven to achieve success in our chosen fields. That meant that at times we spent less time with each other and more time at work. There were out of town seminars to attend business trips to see clients, trade shows to work and the like. Sometimes we would go.