"Think 'bout it. You haven't got another job lined up yet, the sales ofstuff from y'r changes is startin' t'dry up as we run outa stock andcustomers a...d your half of next month's rent and utilities's due inthree weeks." Charlie lumbered past the frozen figure standing behindhis computer chair. "I gotta get ta work, back around nine tonight.Ah'll phone ya if'n I'm gonna be late."They now had an arrangement in place where Bob wouldn't go to sleep ifCharlie was out working. If he was called out. I just swallowed and bathed andswallowed and bathed.The tongue left my pussy, and then hands landed on the tops of both asscheeks. I felt the thumbs reaching out, pulling on me, spreading mewide, exposing my pussy completely. Then a cool wet stream of liquidhit me, from above, landing just between my cheeks and above my pussyhole. Spit, I realized. Saliva. Two fingers of the right hand coatedthemselves and then just as matter of fact as possible slipped easilyinto my pussy.To their. On one memorable evening I used a wooden paddle on Mandys big tits, the sort of little padle which has spiky plastic 'flowers' on one side. These look innocent enough, but are vicious. If you apply the plastic flowers to already paddle skin they will easily break the skin. Following a vigorous paddling with this instrument, Mandys breasts were bruised and a little blood was showing. I then took her into the bathrom and had her kneel in the shower as I pissed on her tits. The hot pee must have. “I would be happy to be Mandy - to your Jack, for you darling. Knowing that it would please my faithful husband; in his head, in our bed, in the moment, and in fantasy only, dear.” She wanted to make it clear that she was not going to be allowing their son to fool around with his mother, in real life. That would be a whole other kettle of fish, or horse play of another color, or can of worms, (barrel of monkey business?), some sort of mess at any rate. Though she dimly was aware that she.