We’ll join you in a moment.”“Yes, sir.” Tamara nodded. Her collapsed demeanour caught Owen’s attention. He stroked her hair and cheek. She f...ashed her eyes up wildly at him. She waited for him to speak on bated breath. Her mind tumbled with imaginary promises. “I’m not your sir. I’m Owen and I’ll love you as much as you can love me.” Her heart fluttered. She ignored Zera.“Sir’s a bit stiff.” He said. “If its a direct order, we’ll say ‘Yes, Master.’” He looked over Zera. He looked of Tamara.. Now come over here and fill me with that fucking beautiful cock of yours...'She slathered a load of KY all up in her ass, turned 'round and spread her ass-cheeks open wide for me to see her sweet fuckin' brown-hole.'You like what you see, baby?' she teased.'Oh yes, Jessica honey...' I managed.I approached the goddess. I reached around and felt her big firm fakes. 'Oh lord,' I thought to myself at that moment, 'I thank thee for thy bounty!' I squeezed them tighter as I slid my boner up and down. I might not be able to get George to see reason on things (he really was stupid, with a very simplistic view of the world) but sometimes I could tone down his actions or delay them. For instance, almost immediately after taking office George Bush began talking about a ten percent cut in all taxes across the board, and this was just to be the start of a multi-year effort to drastically cut taxes. Almost immediately this was told to Grover Norquist, who began promoting it heavily in Congress.. How come it was OK for her to reach inside my pants and play with me but not for me to look at her titties?One thing I noticed was that it had taken longer today to make me shoot than it had with Nancy Jo's hand on top of my pants yesterday. And having Becky Sue's hands actually holding it was a lot better than when my pants were in the way. Shooting off is great, but feeling her playing with it was good, too. Watching her do it wasn't bad, either. I guess I was real surprised with Nancy Jo and.