My ex will have to work his way back into my good graces, one trial at a time. He must serve us ... for a year and a day. After that year and a day, I...will determine his fate, whether or not he has earned or atoned his way back to my favor at all. Does this sound fair to you, my King?” Aunt Tessa proposed, causing a look of utter resignation and defeat to appear on Daryl’s face.“Sounds fair to me, but then, I’m not as given to despair as your ex here, I think,” I alluded to his facial. I walk behind the sofa and look down on you, opening your house coat exposing your breast and the rest of your body. I smell your neck, freshly showered, a clean subject, you won't be when I am finished. Reaching down I caress your breast. "Your husband sure is a lucky man, now tell me". You shake your head and whimper. "Ok, that's the way you wanna be guess it is time to start your torture" you shake your head and cry. I start pinching your nipples hard between my fingers, pulling and. I smiled. ‘What? What were you going to say? The rules? You know I won’t break them.’ She nodded. ‘Yep. I still get a little jealous. Then I see the look you have, and I know I can trust you. Absolutely. If you wanted to do more, you’d tell me, wouldn’t you?’ I laughed softly. ‘She’s a beautiful, sexy young girl, naked in my bed. You’re awfully trusting, aren’t you?’ She crawled back on the bed, kissing me softly, then more passionately. She pulled away after a bit. ‘If that did what I think it. About 96%of the time.He lifted me, but he didn't drop me down on the shaft of that dick, oh no.Sylvia, I can't fuck with you today. I can't. You are so sexy to me, but I...''"Cecil, come on...I want it. I..''. ''We can do something else..."I was feasting on the thought of him filling my little pussy, feasting on it. I had the feeling, and the words and the actions down before any of it happened. I had had just enough of other kinds of sex that weren't vaginal intercourse, so that I wasn't.