Her nipples are hard and dark in the chill air. She balances on her heels with a dancer's poise, "Please," she says in her accented English, "come in.... I walk into the house and my husband greets me with an arm around my waist and a peck on each cheek. He's wearing a fresh shirt and suit-jacket. He indicates that I should sit down and I do so, smoothing my skirts over my legs. "Slave, pour us some wine!" he commands. She looks him in the eye, "No." A smile flickers across her lips. He moves. ”“No -- I can stay like this for the whole thing.”“Looks like about half done,” she said. “How are you feeling?”“I’m starting to feel the fullness. No cramping, no discomfort.”“I remember you saying that you shouldn’t administer an enema without knowing what it feels like. Having taken them, I know what it is you’re experiencing.”“So, you’re getting a vicarious thrill out of this?”“I guess I am.”By now I could feel the water under my right ribcage. Looking up at the bag I saw maybe a pint. She gasped in surprise as he started ramming in and out of her body telling her she was a slut for black cock, that she would never want any other little white dick in her. One of the others stepped forward and shoved his hard cock deep into Ana’s sweet mouth.They laughed and commented about what a great cocksucker my wife was. Jamal slammed into her harder and held his cock in her as he filled her pussy with cum. When he was done, he pulled out and I could see his sperm oozing out from my. “Next, if I’m gonna coach you, then I’m gonna be rough on you. Be prepared.” The boy nodded timidly. “Good. You’re sleeping in my room. On the floor, not on the bed. I can lend you a straw mat. You’ll sleep on that.”Jake began coaching Shawn late in the evening. There was a study table in his room with a computer chair. They began with Logical Reasoning. Shawn was given two hours to work on four pages of previous year questions. The boy began his work fervently.After watching his progress for a.