”“Susan, it may be foolishness or fantasy. But you’ll know when you get your questions answered in a couple of weeks. That is if you are in your...office Wednesday morning.”“I suppose if I didn’t have so much baggage with being a single mother with a child I should look for a husband. I’m not going to because now I’m so wrapped up in my work. I love my job. Really Grady, I thank you over and over for that.”“My pleasure. That move fitted right into my plans. I wanted the position I have just been. I could only imagine there was a big wet spot in the seat of the car. I made a mental note to get out there in the morning and wash it up. Once dressed I headed out to make dinner. I couldn’t help but walk tenderly. When he got home from work my husband wondered if I hurt myself. Standing behind him Brian was grinning ear to ear. After dinner and the dishes I drifted off to my bedroom. I was really exhausted after all that happened today. But I was very satisfied as well. I felt more like a. Since they all had others as well, it didn’t bother any of them. In fact, there was a bond, an intimacy that came from the experience that the menage a trois had with each other, at least in terms of sharing Justine.“Oh, tabernac ... this is so wonderful, the feeling of being filled up by the two of you, whether it’s Mike in my pussy and Charles in my ass or vice versa ... or Charles in my pussy and Mike in my mouth. I love to be taken from both ends, you know this! Just think ... I’ve just. Just as I was starting to enjoy it, he brought me back to reality and the whole situation just saddened me. I closed my eyes and let him finish. His animalistic thrusts continued for another 10 minutes as he was grabbing my breasts, abusing my body, hurting me all over to intentionally give me bruises. He let go of my arm and both his hands went around my neck, squeezing really hard to cut off my air circulation. I was staring into his eyes for hopefully some remorse but doing this to me was.