“Connie! Get your fucking ass out here right now!” she shouted with a commanding voice. I got up and walked out to the living room where they bot... sat trying my best to not make eye contact with either of them.“Get your ass out of those clothes, you fucking sissy! You don’t deserve to wear women’s clothes because you’re nothing more than a little closet queer. Do it now, I said!” my wife commanded.I knew she meant business, so I slipped off my heels, pulled off my stockings, undid my daisy. Murrp't go away. Bart not stop Murrp't. Not want Bart tell Dark One?" NO!" Murrp't shrieked, then clapped a grimy paw over his mouth. He shuddered, then went on in a hoarse whisper. "Murrp't want own woods. Us go. Bart go? Bart big strong. Bart tribe good fighters." Bart tribe not go yet. Bart tribe not try stop Murrp't tribe. When go?" Soon. Go soon. When all quiet. You sure not go? Us got plenty wenches, plenty food." His face split in a grin that threatened his ears, as he remembered his. She had been too scared and now John was gone. He was off in Hong Kong or somewhere traveling and she feared she would never see him again. John had done everything right. He had done what a man should do, but she had screwed everything up because she was too scared. Minako’s sister Akiko knew this was not the right moment to crack a joke. She held her sister’s hand and squeezed it reassuringly. “I’m sure he’ll come back sis. Don’t worry.” ____________________________ A week later Minako was. I thrust into her, shooting rope after rope into her. She moaned in total acceptance, declaring her love for me yet again. Amy didn’t leave us, she sat on the end of the couch watching us and fingering her own cum filled pussy. She was making a mess on the leather couch. Her pussy was expelling all the cum that I had put in there. She pulled out two fingers full of cum, licking them clean. She moaned as she cleaned her own fingers. As my cock finally began to deflate, Amy took one last lick of.