I knew I would. After the last couple of days, I had become accustomed to almost continuous fucking."What kind of fantasy?" I had this fantasy about y...u fucking me in the ass, Bob." Brenda grasped his prick and looked him straight in the eyes."Rrreeally?" Yes, Bob. I wanted to know what it felt like to have you stick your prick up my ass and fuck me hard." No shit?" Well, I can't promise you won't get shit on it, but, yes, this has been my fantasy." Wow!" He looked stunned. "Why didn't you tell. True, they were still very good compared to the sales of many of the competitors, and was stocked as widely on as many top shelves as them. The publishing figures spoke for themselves, and unfortunately they were unambiguous. The glossy established sex magazines such as Focus, Scenic, Astra, Polo and Boxter were way ahead on the sales charts, whereas the last edition had outsold all of them except Cavalier (which would have been a terrific triumph considering its phenomenal marketing budget and. ” “Yes Mother. Shouldn't my future husband be allowed to suck on my tits? He can do anything else he likes with me as well.” “That's right Mrs. Shick. I wanted you to see her love bites so there is no doubt in your mind that Kerry is now mine. And I am her's. Furthermore, if I so much as hear you or anyone in your family say anything rude about my fiance, I have enough money to ruin you, and that wouldn't be too difficult. Do we understand each other Mrs. Shick?” I then whispered to. Not knowing where it came from, Zeke produced the strap and brought it down over her belly. Tears sprung to her eyes. One minute Zeke was administering pleasure, and the next pain. Reading the confusion on her face, Mike explained, ‘This is how Zeke likes to play, and in time, I know you will like it too. You may continue Zeke.’ Mike instructed. ‘Yes, Master,’ Zeke nodded. The strange part of it all was how it all was that as Zeke would bring her to the point of pleasure, and then deliver pain,.