"You like that don't you?" he asked. Jane nodded her head - yes. He stepped back, " Let's make sure we understand each other here," he said, " I would...hate for there to be any repercussions. What would you like Jane?"She looked at me. I think this was the first time she had seen my hard cock on display as I gently stroked it. I dare not wank to hard as I knew I would flood in seconds. That seemed to make up her mind. She looked from me, to James and then Marcus." I want to be a slut. First he. .Imagine you do it to avoid avoiding a worse hell, perhaps you even fear death if you don’tImagine wondering if your members know what the lawyer’s telling youImagine if the forever treat you as if you were guiltyImagine if they read reports and never considered you might be innocentImagine doing the time and whatever you had to do to get through itImagine learning what pure hate feels likeImagine being its victimImagine having to do things that violate your values to surviveImagine when the. Chapter TwoJim awoke to the sound of the shower door closing."Good morning sleepy head, how's my Belinda this morning?" naked,Jennifer smiled at him as he came to and realised he was in bed, in asexy long nightie and tight panties. As he moved, he felt the weightof the breastforms as they moved with him. He smiled."Just wonderful my love, last night was exquisite." He stretchedlanguorously, feeling the soft satin of the nightgown move against hissmooth hairless body."You better sort yourself. That night, I couldn’t sleep. He was on my mind. I lustily felt how he would be on top of me, and how he would suck on my tits. I made designs of his cock. I imagined about the size and thickness that would make me mad with joy. I imagined climbing on top of him and riding his cock, hammering away to my pleasure. I took a cold water bath in the middle of the night, as I was not able to overcome this lust. I had never thought about any male like this in my life.The next day, I took great care in.