He is such a good whore. I love watching everything I make him do. He has such a dainty way about him. I sometimes make him dress up for me. I make hi... wear his red lace panties and his pretty soft red panty hose. I have a special dress that I allow him to wear for special occasions. Tonight will be a special night. I tell him how to dress and then I change into my long flowing black silk robe. I sit at my vanity table brushing my long red hair while I patiently wait for my bitch to come to me.. I can't even pretend to be hesitant. Almost immediately, she shrieked and tried to push my hands and my body away. I managed to yank the shorts past mid-thigh. I can see the beautiful white fabric covering her pussy in its entirety. " Hannah, please don't fight back, I just want to have a look," I said, while using my right hand to pin both of hers above her head. Her eyes are swimming with tears, her lips moving to plead with me. But I can't hear her. With my left hand free, I pull her panties. His cock was throbbing in anticipation, a drop of moisture beading at its tip. Still holding the leg opening of her panties to one side, he maneuvered carefully so the tip pressed against her lips. When he felt the wet warmth of her pussy, he gasped, hurriedly putting the free hand to his mouth to stifle the sound. He pressed forward and felt her opening not yet yielding to him.She was tight, or he was large, or perhaps both. She was wet enough, though. As he pressed, he felt her opening slip a. The medical and command staff watched the changing family groups carefully. At first, there was some concern, but after observing several cycles of changes, they decided that everyone was just seeking a comfortable relationship. The changes in groups did not affect anyone's work performance, other than to occasionally improve it. There were never any lasting problems or conflicts between individuals. The changing group compositions did seem to strengthen some friendships, even though the.