I reached out and started to rub her firm washboard belly, while Lisa reached out and rubbed my rock-hard cock through my pants."So, George and Lisa, ...re we going to go through with this?" she asked."Oh yes, definitely." I replied. As we continued, we heard the sound of the garage door opening."Patrick's home!" Michelle exclaimed. And she quickly put her halter back on and ran out to meet him. I heard them speaking in hushed tones in the hallway, and when they walked into the room, I was in for. I apologized, and she simply looked at me. After what seemed to be forever, she said, "Do you like to feel that material on your penis?" I told her I did, and she moved a bit closer. "Did you want to do this earlier on the slip I'm wearing?" I nodded, and she untied the belt holding her robe closed. She took the robe off, and stood before me in her slip, barefoot. "Give me that slip you are holding," she said quietly. I handed it to her, and watched as she removed the black full slip. Her. The slave was forced to do all humiliating things, which destroy its self-respect, by every act.In addition, I am highly aroused by reading that thing and then I continue to read that stories. After six months I came to know how badly I want it and I also want to serve a dominant woman. Who is strict, cruel but loves to his slave, uses her slave solely her pleasure and degrade, humiliate, torture and break me in such way that I am not have any self respect or any kind of resistance to do any. The same nurse was attending the delivery and again went out to congratulate the old gentleman.She said, “Sir, you are something else. How do you manage it?”The old man grinned and said, “You gotta keep the old motor running...”A year later, the couple returned to the hospital for the birth of their third child.The same nurse was there for this birth also and, after the delivery, she once again approached the old gentleman, smiled, and said, “Well, you surely are something else! How do you do.