He let it side off my lips and face until he left it inches from my mouth. I felt frozen in place."I know you want to suck on this dick, you just cant...admit it," he said, "You can't handle how turned on it has you. You can't handle how bad you want it in your mouth. I understand. It's confusing for you. That is why I am here to give you some encouragement."With that he took his big black dick, grabbed it by the base, and slapped it across my face. And again. And again. I felt his thick, heavy. Nor was she allowed to moan, whimper or cry out, no matter what the provocation.Though she always did. This was partially because she couldn’t help it, of course, but also because the punishment for disobedience was yet another hard slap on the behind for each infraction. Sometimes she was so noisy that she was ordered upstairs - still on hands and knees - to fetch her ball-gag and bring it back to him, dangling by its strap from her teeth. On these occasions she often had to make more than. " I just groaned."Look at your wife. She got her lovely tits out and a hand down her shorts too! Fuck doesn't she look good enough to eat?"The whole thing was just so erotic. D and I humping while she talks dirty, Sue playing and me still speechless."Undo my blouse Mark and feel my tits while she watches. Let's give her a show. It's what she wants you know!"Leaning back a little I comply and dropping her blouse to the floor, stand back a little and admire her gorgeous, soft orbs. A little. But I really must look for a place of my own very soon."Day by day I put off looking for a flat, encouraged in this by bothPrudence and Diana. As the summer slowly turned to autumn, I wasstill in their home, helping prepare the house for winter, caulkingaround the windows, where the old putty had long since perished,helping harvest the vegetables and turn over the garden beds, cleaningthe furnace and the eave troughs, assisting the two women in canningvegetables and making jam. Gradually too I.