The instant her teeth touched the tender skin of his dickhead, she saw him draw his hand back to strike her. This time it was a fist and not an open h...nd."I don't think I would do that," he warned her, "or you won't have any teeth left to bite with when I get through with you."Glaring up at him with hatred in her eyes, she gently began sucking on his cockhead."Oh, Yes, that's the way," he groaned. "It even feels better than I thought it would."She would kill him if it weren't for Erin, she. Tracy loved to feel her swollen pregnant belly. She just delighted in the miracle of actually being knocked up and she was looking forward to giving birth and having her baby to love and care for. Sam liked to call her "my knocked up hottie" and Tracy enjoyed seeing her pregnant profile in the full-length bedroom mirror every day when she was getting dressed. Sam was away on a trip for the entire weekend so Tracy began to think about what she'd do with herself. One thing she'd discovered about. They felt that they had been insulted beyond all reason, and they were out to extract some measure of retribution for that. They couldn't just kill her, they had to find a way to torture her to recover some of the damage done to their macho self-image. For a woman to be able to do what she had done spoke volumes about the very powerful magic she had harnessed; they needed to find a way to shift some of that powerful magic to themselves. Torture was the way to do it, but only if they could find. " What are you doing with my panties?" she said. I played dumb for a bit, then figured I would confess, although I know she is aware that I sniff them...I reminded her of the night a few years ago when I confessed that I had a fetish for her panties. She said she vaguely remembered, but wanted to know more. I told her I was not cheating on her and that I just really enjoyed sniffing her panties, especially the ones that were really wet.Like after she would masturbate.We dont have sex much, so I.