If Walter was fucking Patty, it wouldnt bother Margaret in the least. To the school board and the local PTA, Margaret came across as a modestly-priced...counselor who occasionally helped out boys who were having problems in school. What the school board didnt know was that Margaret helped out most of these boys by letting them fuck her. The only reason she ever worked as a counselor was that it gave a chance to suck and fuck with lads just about Walters age. Margaret was thirty-six now, and. She looked around, and back at Giovanni, and gave him a coquettish smile. She was stereotyping him, presuming that his obviously southern European heritage would be insulted if she made the first, inevitable move. She didn’t have to wait long to find out she’d been correct. Giovanni closed what little distance there was between them, brushed her hair back from her neck and found the tendon that, to Liz, seemed to have a direct nerve connection to her pussy. It was only then that Liz realized. I found the right man, I mentioned it to my son in law Sam who I knew always wanted to fuck Wendy so I was happy that he would be able and willing to do what was needed. *****I fastened the old ties to Wendy’s wrists and ankles and then proceeded to fasten them to the corner posts of the bed. It wasn't quite as easy as I'd expected and I had to adjust them a couple of times before she was totally spread-eagled and unable to move, let alone get free. One hand, though, had to be free enough so. Brunette, parted in the middle. All the way to your breasts, your hair is touching them.. and the curls. Tell me, Paul: have I not created you anew?'' ''Yes'' I blush. ''You have.''''And do you remember why are you like this?''I do not find it easy to continue but I simply know there I have no choice. ''I have called you a fraud'' I reply softly. ''Someone with an insatiable lust for power.''''Yes'' he grins. ''You kept spreading rumors I am a dangerous cult leader who profits.