The only thing we had been forced to purchase elsewhere were our jeans ata clothier in New York that catered to the bodybuilding crowd. It wascalled '...he Max' and it had been a relief to finally find a place thathad jeans we could actually be comfortable wearing! 'Sears' and the likejust didn't have anything in jeans we could wear. Before the Feds camealong our wardrobe consisted of jeans and tee shirts and the one outfiteach that the machine had made for us; sports jackets, dress pants. He grunted and groaned with pleasure and filled my mouth with cum. He continued to visit me from time to time in the night after everyone had gone to sleep and I was forced to lick and suck him until he fired his salty load down my throat. He would kick me if I didn't open my mouth. Sometimes after he was done, he kicked me for no reason, and said "You are just a servant, bitch. You should always please your master." I tried to please him with my mouth, so he wouldn't ask for more. . As he waited bent over the desk with his pants and underwear pooled around his legs, Jack wondered what was happening to him that he would let some women dominate him this way. He was betraying his beautiful wife that he loved with all his heart. He was rudely interrupted from his thoughts, when he felt a prick of a needle in his left butt cheek. He looked back to see what it was but saw that Rowena had departed, leaving him with his pants literally down.***Rachel looked down at her husband,. She approved of what she saw. The gold dress was above her knees by a long way but the tops of her thigh high hose were hidden. Her 4 inch heals made her look taller then her 5 foot 2 inches. She slipped a silver and gold bracelet on her left arm and touched a bit of lipstick to her cupids bow mouth. She could feel the dress rubbing against her nipples. Her 34C breasts were full and round. The nipples poked against the sheer fabric of the red lacy bra. The tiny matching red thong barely covered.