Think about it. Your wife grinding her heel into your face. You spreading your legs and your wife kicking your balls. Look at her she said. Look at ho... happy your wife is. She how she crams the toe of her shoe into that slaves mouth. That could be you. I could teach her. Think about it. I can teach both of you. Not only will you be the slave to your wife but I would consider making you my slave too. How would you like to worship at my feet. How would you like if I led you around by a dog leash.. ” Then she asked, “What should we do, you want to leave?” I looked around and said, “No, I think this is so fucking hot, and I’m so turned on. Why don’t we stay, and see what happens.” When I said that Jane reached down, started taking off her jeans. When she dropped them, she turned around and bent over the tail gate. I took that as an invitation, so I moved behind her and started working my cock, between her swollen lips. She let out a moan as I entered her, urging me to continue. I. "I knew that he was right, and the very next day I took care of that andlegally became Jennifer Ann and went about changing all of my identityinfo. At work it quickly became known that they wanted me to do the TVspots, then they asked me to wear a blue skirt and a white blouse withblack heels the next day. My lawyer worked out the money part, which inmy mind was extravagant, but he told me it was what they pay mostspokespeople, and it would be directly deposited into my account. I wouldget paid. Mother's moonlight..." YES!! Yes! Yesyesyes!" Louise squeezed him tighter in her embracedespite David's look of utter confusion, his eyes looking as if theywere in a trance as the tension in his body weakened. "Praise be toSappho! I'll keep you with me upstairs until you're ready to be rebornto the world. Blessed be the word of Sappho, and blessed be the DivineFeminine!"Aggression and resistance seemed to wither in David's mind as Louiseslowly led him up the stairs to the residence the.