That would be good,” she said unsteadily. “I haven’t got much to offer. I’m not well educated or anything. I’ve just done kitchens and waiti...g since mum died, only office cleaning with her before that.”“What was that like?”She hesitated, then said, “It’s very competitive. You have to work hard and fast and the contracts seem to change all the time.” She hesitated again. “Look, I’m not going to lie to you. I don’t come from a good background. Mum could never work out who my father was. She kept. When I asked how I might please them, she immediately suggested, "With cruel and unusual tortures, perhaps?" I got up, went to the kitchen and returned with an ice cube in a dish. As I ran the ice cube around and back and forth across Louise's nipple, it grew rock-hard erect with its aureole covered in goose bumps. I admired her spectacular nipple and just knew it was screaming out to be bitten. I bent down my head, opened my jaws slightly, and then gingerly bit down on the base of her teat.. A guy fucking my mouth might be slapping my face at the same time the guy fucking my cunt was twisting my nipples or grabbing my pussy lips and using them to pull me toward him. I was punched, slapped, pinched, bitten, fuck one guy took of his belt and started beating my pussy. Just FYI I absolutely loved the pussy beating. Eventually my ass became a viable target again. I remember at one point I was sitting on some dudes cock and the guy fucking my pussy was just slapping the shit out of me,. He said he would feed the kids and get them ready for bed. She loved that he understood that she needed a little time away from time to time. Although Michelle loved her husband very much, she needed more than just his touch. She was a very sexual animal. Fortunately, he encouraged her to explore her sexuality. She had a few encounters outside her marriage, but she usually told her husband about them. The sex, after these storytelling sessions was always intense for both of them. Even though.