I didn't know what I was looking for, was worried that I might not recognize it when I found it. But it took me only thirty seconds to find it.The pro...lem was that what I found was a double drawer, locked. The other drawers opened easily, and in ten minutes, I had concluded that there was nothing useful in them. Especially not a key. If there was anything, it had to be in the locked drawer. He had no office, doing all of his business from home. I went back and finished the chores I had. EVERY INCH OF YOUPurple:Red and blue--A synthesisOf youAnd what you'vePut me through.I wear this colorJust for you,Across my back,And across my breasts,Across my buttocks,Across the restOf wanton me.Do you feel anythingAt all?Do you like to see meSquirm?Whip me again,Honey,With your sperm.Their tiny flagellaFlagellateMy anus,FlagellateMy throat;I'm an ass-to-mouth girlWhen I'm feeling girlyLike I am tonight.The rest of the time, though,I may be the oneTo thrash and lashWith the millions of. .! You!" she said in that same hoarsewhisper, but now incoherent, irate. Furious! Was this womaninsane?"Please!" I said helplessly, near despair.In reply she shinnied up my body on her knees, leaving a wetstreak of slimy warm cum on my belly and chest and neck, andthen she lifted up her pelvis and she sat down on my face. "Youwant this?" she said.'Oh, God!' I thought to myself. 'She's going to make me eat hercunt!' Early in our marriage I'd given head to Becky often, enjoyed itenormously, and. The cool breeze fluttered across her wet curt, chilling her with a fantastic shuddery tingle that was absolutely nothing in comparison to what she experienced when he nibbled on her petite inner pussylips.He massaged her cunt mouth with his tongue until she sighed aloud with the delicious expectation of yet another orgasm, and then his fingers had slipped in once more to pry open the tightness of her young box so that he could thrust his tongue directly up her slick curt hole.Chris stabbed.