“Honey, you said you wouldn’t be angry. You’re not mad, are you? I was drunk. You got me worked up with all your suggestive talk and your sexy s...ories. It wasn’t a big deal. I just let him finger-fuck me a little. That’s all.”I wanted to ask her a thousand questions about our relationship, about if she had ever been dirty with any other guys since we’d been together. But all I could choke out was breathy, “Did you cum, baby?” I’ve never been able to make her orgasm with my fingers. She tells me. After the second time, I reined her in by placing her on my lap with her new bunny and popped jellybeans into her mouth, one at a time. Hey, I was a new parent; what did I know?Becky’s posse didn’t manage to eat themselves quite as sick, but they were close. We responsible parents finally confiscated the baskets and hid them, remainders to be rationed and consumed at a more reasonable pace. I suppose it gives an idea of the amount of the original contents when I can say that there was plenty. ? He lifted my rightnipple ring, and a clinking sound ensued as he fastened something to it, lettingit drop as well, the pulling on my abused nipple again being unpleasant.? He now reached up, yanking up the ring on mynose, pulling my head down, tugging on my bound hair. Fumbling with the ring, Iheard some jingling before he softly laid the attached object down, spread overmy gagged mouth and chin. Kneelingbeside me, the man gently kissed me on my cheek. ?Slut, I am leaving now. Youare free to. ‘Yeah,’ she said. ‘If there was some other thing out there, some other place or person I could wait for, then yes I would. I’d wait for that. Is this what you want to do?’ ‘Let me think it through,’ he said. ‘Just let me talk this out.’ They were lawyers, Ashley thought. They were both lawyers, and they solved problems all day, and this was really just a very complicated problem that mattered a lot to them. ‘Okay,’ she said. ‘Of course. So what, I go away every year on my own and get it out my.