Her nose was approximately level with his groin. Deliberately slowly, Robert slid the tab of his zipper down, all the time watching her eyes that seem...d to be transfixed on his actions. He pulled the flap of his fly to one side and with a little effort, snagged his underpants as well, freeing his cock. It unfolded and emerged into the light of the room. The crop left a red welt across her breast. One more slash, another red welt pointing to her nipple across her left breast was. " "Yes, sir." She was smart enough to look at me whenever I spoke to her. "If I catch you covering up again, you will be in trouble." "What does that mean, Sir?" she asked, her eyes honest. I reached out and slapped her face. And then again, a backhand. "I'm sorry, Master," she cried. Your pussy was starting to stink again; thebitch really did love to be slapped around. "Your pig won't cover up again." We watched the movie for a while. Jessica was still wildly turned on; I couldsmell the juice. I always suspected my husband was cheating on me out of town and that was the reason for the few extra days delay. He was going to shack up with some bar-bimbo he picked up and bedded on the expense of the company account. Today was the day I was going to confront him about his infidelity when he called. I expected him to call in about a half hour, after his young brother, Douglas got home, so he could say hi to him to.As I sat on my couch with my mind on my libertine husband, I began to. "At the convent she was trained to "turn the other cheek" but she was pretty sure the American people were not going to put up with such foolishness. Almost everyone she knew was either joining up for military service or working in some job that would add to the war effort. Even the pacifists were keeping a low profile and trying to fit into the single-minded purpose of defeating the three nations of the evil Axis, Germany, Japan and Italy. It seemed to her that the brunt of the sheer hatred.