Then whispering in hot breaths right into it."Are you learning to like it yet, bitch? Do you want my cock now, like a dirty slut?"Jody had caned me. *...**d me, cuckolded me, humiliated me. But I still loved her. I still wanted her.I was so horny and desperate. I nodded. "Say it" she hissed. "Yes" I responded. Gulping. This was the first time I had asked for it. Everything went still and quiet. I knew what I had to do. What I needed to do. What she required. "Yes... please"She was already wearing. ..”“I know I don’t have to, son, consider it a wedding present.”“But George, you already gave us our wedding present! And now you wanna stock it too?”“Just humor me, Rob, remember, you kids are the only family I got now.”What do you say to something like that? Had to clear my throat a couple times, “Okay, George, just, please, don’t over-do it. We both love you for who you are, not for what you can give us. And Laurel and the rest feel the same way.”“I know that, Rob,” he said, “and you’ll. Sharon was perhaps expecting to see a countryside as impoverished and barren as Buggery, and was pleasantly surprised as they passed fields in which there were tractors and farms much like those at home. The stations they stopped at were serving small towns also much like those at home, and the people who embarked at the stops were no more dumb than herself. They may have been shaved and the only items of dress they wore might have been chains and rings, but they were otherwise like ordinary. She was trying to cover a single book. I said that she was having a nice pair of tits so that she can feed well. She just gave a smile. Tailor asked me to measure it properly while he checks his bag for bras. I caught her breast and mistakenly I gain pinched her boob with my nail. She asked my to put my mouth and I kissed her breast. Then the worker asked her to wear the sleeve or wear the saree before us. She smiled at everyone of us and she gave a smile which obviously meant you naughty boys.