Gail is your best candidate--maybe Melody, but she won't be the first to follow my lead, nor the second."Ann said, "They're all fans of yours whether ...ou know it or not. For appearances sake, Susan and the Wilsons keep their distance, but they greatly admire you and wish they could be like you, dress like you, and stand up to the priesthood the way you do."Addressing everyone, John said, "For your information and for no other ears, Susan called me shortly before Karen arrived and wanted to. He was pumping his hard cock deep into my anus for a long while. My moans and screams of pleasure increased; but then he whispered in my ear that married bitches should not cry when they have a cock buried up their assholes…Although the generous amount of lube he had smeared onto my asshole, his hard cock was hurting and causing me a Sharp pain in my poor well stretched anus.Today I could feel the cock of my loving husband was even thicker and harder than ever…The first slap on my buttocks came. In a chair. In Mistress' presence. Like one of thegirls.She found herself taking little, mincing steps. Arrived at the chair,turned, and sat, sliding her hands under her buttocks to pull her skirtunder her thighs, straightening it. Daniella found her gaze caught byDominica's green eyes, unable to look away. She could tell, fromMistress' expression, she'd done something wrong. But she couldn'tthink what."Spread your legs, slut," Dominica commanded. Quietly. Gently. But NOTto be denied.Daniella's. Now look at me, sitting on his meat.I’m deciding on breaking up with my boyfriend.I squirmed a bit as I lifted my bum up and slammed back down on his meat– making him grunt again. But it felt so good.I rode him as if I was a cowgirl. It kept hitting my g-spot– making me moan loud. He didn’t hear, because he was a heavy sleeper. The meat was in me and I kept bouncing on it– moaning along the way.“Daddy.” I moaned and drool began to drop out on his meat, I kept pumping his meat in me, “Ohhhhh …….