"There has to be something to make us normal again," I asked Ozmix indesperation.Ozmix politely smiled and said, "As I said, in much detail, you and t...eMr. Long are normal. But if you're asking for options, then they are acomplete refund, or keeping the service contract. BLTM prides itself onoutstanding customer service, but we must still have limits of liabilityon what we are able to do to remain in business." So, Mr. Long, as the purchaser of the Service Contract it is yourdecision if you get. What was it that made the maid submit to her master to such a level as to letting him whip her, not only on the ass but also her bare cunt? And now he was pushing his cock pump deeper and deeper into her mouth, as her face turned red. She started to gag. One time. Two times. Three. Saliva hung in thick strings from his cock and her lips when the broad-shouldered farmer once again let her breathe."Now it's going down," he announced, fixing his eyes on Sara's. She nodded with puppy-like obedience. The ground spun around under my feet and Ialmost fell off my 6-inch stilettos. I was found out! How? I just stoodthere, dumbfounded, as my lovely wife looked me over top to bottom,laughing. Than, as I was burning alive in the fire of shame, she turnedher head and yelled inside:- Hey, look, the sissy is here!Heavy footsteps approached, and, absolutely naked, large as a world (inmore cense than one), a male figure stepped in behind my wife, grabbedher large firm breasts from the behind, and. " Let's get a coke, son." She said and got up.He was relieved to go to the kitchen as she was now a room away from the boxes and the fireplace.She popped two cans and set them on the table. Sitting down she resumed the story."So, I got this job working in this free clinic for less than minimum wage. It was nasty work, these were drugged out street people." One day, the director of the clinic was bringing through some donors, and one stopped to talk to me. I was dressed in this tie-dyed tee.