He smirked triumphantly when I retreated a couple of steps as he advanced, waving the knife threateningly in front of him.“Chicken?” he asked, glo...ting. He saw me glance towards the women and realized I was leading him away from them. When he turned to look at them, I unleashed the first throwing star into the side of his face.He bellowed in pain and grabbed at it, cutting his hand while pulling it loose and discarding it. “Now you’re gonna get cut--real bad,” he growled. When he charged, it. "You?ll love being my sissymaid. Don?t you?" Oh mistress", I started sobbing."I, I will do the best I can when we are in paris. I will try to learnvery hard to be a good househuhy for you but please stop humiliating meso much. What have I done to deserve this?" Greta, we have long passed you being a househubby. Don?t you see wherethis is going? You are becoming my sissymaid sweetie. Don?t worry yourpretty head. You haven?t done anything wrong. On the contrary. I loveyou more than ever. It is. I knew this day would come sooner or later. My wife told me they were coming back to get her in about fifteen minutes to take her back to their room. She asked me if I did not mind. I replied, like you said this is what you want so enjoy it as much as you can and if that means you want to get fucked again by these two hot guys with big dicks, go for it. Just make sure I get to see some of it on video later when their done fucking you. Of course she said as she smiled at me and told me she. I could have shouted my house down, as he eagerly began licking me, tracing figure eights across my clit, dipping down into my wet hole, my pussy clenching on his tongue, eager for more, begging for it. I was so empty and it felt so good.I was building quickly to my peak, aching and rocking, fighting every second, squeezing my thighs around his head, digging my hands into his hair, crying his name, almost a prayer. One hand slipped from my hip, and then his fingers were there, pressing into my.