He led Barb so that she was standing between his legs. Helooked into her eyes and smiled as he let his large black handtraveled over the front of my w...fe’s white blouse. I had moved to thedoorway to watch as he felt-up my sweet wife. Barb groaned huskily andher large nipples shot to attention under her bra and blouse. Mywife’s ultra sensitive nipples seemed to dance under his touch. Hebegan to lightly pinch and pull on Barb’s erect nipples through herblouse. My sweet wife was allowing a black. THWACK! The sound echoed in the room along with her scream.“Aah! Please don’t stop, make me cum, Master,” she begged.“Sluts like you don’t deserve an easy orgasm,” I said.“Please, Master,” she begged again but stopped as I gave her an evil look.“All in good times, my whore,” I said as I cupped her face and spread all her juices from my hand onto her face. Her face was now covered in her pussy juice.I then tied a belt around her neck as a makeshift leash and pulled her down on the floor. I told. Kylie was looking up at her in fear. Would she understand what was going on? Or was she still too groggy. Ann put the ruffled panties on her face, she tried to keep them askew, so Kylie could breath in some regular air as well, but the man saw what she was doing. He pushed his own hand over hers and pressed the chloroformed panties into Kylie’s face. Her eyes started rolling up again, a blank minded stare, then she felt Kylie go limp underneath her. Quickly the man shifted gears, he twisted. Stimulating even. Yes, ANJie had a very pleasant voice that he could listen to all day, every day. He looked forward to any opportunity to insert and twist his ignition key again and again. Rupert’s computer voice, Brian was certain, would grate on him in a very short time indeed. Rupert’s computer certainly didn’t have a voice that Brian could tell his troubles to. His journey to work each day was generally 55 minutes to an hour on the outward leg and up to 70 minutes in the evening, longer on.