"Yes. He pinched my nipple and hurt my butt. And he, um, choked me. I couldn't breathe. I thought I was going to die." Come here." He patted the couch...cushion next to him.Matilda sat down, leaning forward with her forearms on her thighs. Leon tapped her on the back. She turned with a tilted head. His arm was in the air. Matilda studied his face and then leaned back, snuggling against his side with her head on his chest. His arm lowered around her and held her tight. They remained like that for. My surrogate James had endowed herself with a penis and started to give me the hard fucking I had been promised. “Yes James please, push all your length into me, fuck me Darling, fuck me as hard as you want,” I moaned. The latex shaft plunged deep into me, deeper than any boyfriend, deeper even that my Daddy had pushed a few hours before. “God Fie, you’re so tight and wet Honey, I want to feel you cum.” A hand slipped down across my tummy and into my crotch; then a finger ran between my lips. Ed was aware of what was going on, but it was a big moment of truth to see if Marci would be receptive to it. I guess that she had enough booze by then, because she reluctantly agreed to us playing the game. Ed and I had previously discussed that if we could just give Marci a glimpse of Mitchell’s big, black cock that might be enough to give her an interest in sex again.We started playing the game, and Mitchell was losing on purpose, but I had also lost my blouse, bra and shorts and was sitting. Her bra really pinched.Oh, shit, she thought. She walked downstairs and turned on the daily news. She ignored most of the stock market and national news - who cared about boring ol' Gore and Dubya, anyway? - and stopped, nearly dropping the orange juice she had poured, when she saw a news story."And in news, the Hooterville Mall recently lived up to its name when not one but several women independently wandered in completely... is this right?" The newscaster chuckled. "Completely devoid of.