." THWAAAPPP!"Ever..." THWAAAAP! THWAAAPP!"AGAIN!" Margaret was helping me in the way she knew best, responding to my non-sexual needs, by using the w...ys of sex we both understood so well."Promise me!" THWAAPPP! THWAAPPP!"I promise, I promise..." I wailed.THWAPPP! THWAPPP! THWAPPPP!I jolted and squirmed from the vigour of my punishment, but I didn't complain. This time I truly deserved it. I had let myself sink to unforgivable depths. As the blood rushed in my veins, the hot pain Margaret. I told her she could count on me.When we got under the covers and cuddled it only took a few minutes for her to fall asleep. I was not at all sleepy because of the prospect of getting a sleepy blow job. I waited for at least 10 minutes (seemed like an hour) before I moved the covers off of her. I nudged her a few times to see if she was truly asleep. I kissed, tickled, bit and dragged her and she didn't wake. This was just what I had hoped for, dead asleep. I was hard as a rock in anticipation. That should keep the lid firmly in place.”They can’t hear me, which is just as well.And that bastard in the dog collar has the gall to stand there with his book open and praise me.“That’s right throw in a few crumbs of soil while you speak utter crap. Loved was I? Well, fuck me.”The only thing they loved was my money and my cock. I won’t miss them. I won’t miss any of them.Well, okay, I may miss Rosie’s mouth but not the cleaning bill. I may miss Heidi’s ass as well. Jeez, could those girls. Of course I am talking about Steph. She was in a short black skirt and silver gray top. ‘You look gorgeous, another new purchase for the trip?’ I asked.‘Yes, I had to find something to match my bra and panties.’ I wish I could tell you what we had for dinner and that it was the most amazing meal we have ever had. Quite frankly I don’t remember it at all. I do remember my wife doing her best to allow me to catch many glimpses of that gorgeous demi-cup bra she had on. I also remember wanting.