I know there are some previously married couples in the crowd. Get over it, and get over it quickly."Sponsors!" Landry shouted to get their attention...."Your concubines have no rights, but you will be held responsible for anything any of your concubines do, or don't do. If they make trouble for anyone, you will be required to answer for it, not them."It took longer than Landry expected for everyone to make selections from the large replicators and return to their seat in the sparsely occupied. Freya slid her hand down over her mound grazing her labia with the tips of her fingers. She dribbled a small amount of the peach lube on her mound and divided it with her fingers. She slowly spread it down the outer lips of her vagina and slightly curled her fingers as she brought them back up to find her clitoris. A sensation Freya had never experienced electrified her senses, radiated across her pelvis and made her shiver with delight, “Oh, this is so good, I don’t want to stop,” Freya. The room door was ajar, at the far end of the long carpeted hallway, she was talking to Peter, asking him if he knew what daddy had done to her that morning.Peter did not, and said as much, but she undeterred, pulled her dress up waist high and showed Peter, her bruising and marking, across her white buttocks, angry red welts emanating from beneath her panty line, and as she traced each swollen welt with her index finger, she asked him if he would like to continue, with the bottom spanking and. In her sleep she sighed one long word softly."Jenna".Jenna sat still writing with one hand while the fingers of the other stroked her clit. 'The pleasure is great, ' she wrote, 'but it doesn't compensate for losing control, sure I should have had more of a sex life before, but it wasn't important at the time, now gradually it becomes all.' The two-inch lump of flesh between her wet fingers became slowly, but irresistibly, more important than the brain that was supposed to control it."How.