The next week my girlfriend decides to come and I notice Emily is not so pleased and sulks most of the night which is not good.I try to talk to her wh...le my girlfriend goes to the bar.'hey you alright?''well I was till you showed up with your girlfriend’ she snaps back.'oh im sorry don’t you like her?''No she’s alright just I can’t have a look at your ass while she’s here she might catch me’ Emily frowns.'ok'I reply and carry on the end of the night comes we depart I don’t say bye to Emily for. ‘The way you speak of marriage, as though it should be for love and all other things don’t matter,’ Ashton looked at her intently, ‘Was that the way it was where you came from?’ ‘Not all the time. Some people married for money, but not like it is here.’ Cynara knew that she was running a risk by talking about the future to Ashton, who didn’t know her secret and couldn’t possibly understand, but she was tempted. Ashton had shared something of himself with her, and now she wanted to share. Can you see your hymen?’ ‘Ahhh yes. I can see.’ Blen also noticed the plump crimson cushion, framed by glinting pink wings, on which it was presented, like a jewel laid before a king. ‘And here is the witness shot.’ This picture comprised three beaming faces framing Blen’s gaping vagina, blush pink and puffy, with the pale, taut hymen, enclosed in labia still glossy with the slippery shine of love dew. This photo had a magnetic quality, which held the eyes of those who beheld it. A quiet. “Thank ... Thank y-you m-Master for c-cor-recting m-me, m-m-Master.” She stammered her thanks, and was then ignominiously dumped on the floor.“Now we can begin. Kneel up between my legs and suck my prick,” he commanded.As she lifted herself to her knees she realised that somewhere in the session with the slipper he had opened his dressing gown to reveal a long thick erect prick which had been in contact with her naked belly, but she had not noticed it.He pulled her forward by the simple.