Shania looked up into my eyes. “I like your bed.” I shook my head. “Not going there.” “One day,” she said. “Then you’ll be mine foreve....” I chuckled. “You need to stop talking nonsense. The idea of us becoming a couple is beyond absurd.” “You can tell me that you don’t want me, but everything you’ve done tells another story.” “What have I done, Shania?” I said, somewhat more gruffly than I intended. “I helped you out when you were in trouble. I stood beside you when you were in need. I fed you. “Oh, don’t worry, honey, I’m not going to turn you in,” she said with a soft laugh, pausing just long enough to watch the look of concern on his face to turn into one of relief. “Late night?” she asked.Charlie didn’t answer, but the look on his face said it had been.“I hope she was worth it,” Brenda offered.“Thanks, Brenda, I really owe you,” Charlie said, his gratitude genuine as he remembered how angry his boss had been the last time he was late.“You know, one of these days, Chuck,” Brenda. Betty, also in black leather, was standing above, with what looked to be a riding crop, smacking him on the back and sides. "Suck his cock, slave, get it nice and hard for me." she ordered. My hand immediately went for my hard panty-covered cock and I start rubbing it as I witnessed this hot sexual act. Who knew Charles and Betty were like this? Once the man's cock was good and hard, Betty ordered him to fuck her. She lay back in a swing hanging from the ceiling, legs spread, and then the man. She was the bane of all women, and her story was incomprehensible. While Living a typical Village girl A life in her village, suddenly everyone in the village inexplicably got married at the same time leaving her as the only single dog. Out of anger and jealousy, she traveled to the next village looking for her husband."I want a rich husband!" So she fucked the richest man in the village was disappointed when she found out how many mistresses he had, and after beating them up, she traveled to.