I held my breath (and my temper) much of the time she was in high school. By her second year of college, however; she finally figured out that all the...NO's we threw at her really were intended for 'her own good' and she settled down and will soon finish her BS degree with many appearances on the Dean's List. Go figure.I was editing an article soon to appear in one of the magazines my employer published when I received a phone call from my wife. "Hello Michael this is Gretchen. Would you be. "And as Michael Jackson used to sing, 'Mama say mama sa mamacusa.'" With these words she stepped forward and licked the combination of oil and sweat off Daniel's bronzed chest. "Yummy," she moaned. She was close enough that Daniel could smell the sickly sweet combination of perfume and whiskey that Mariah Grey seemed to favor. With great self-control, Daniel managed to push her away. "This isn't right ma'am," he stammered. "What would your husband think?" "I don't give a damn what he thinks!". Yummm.It's more fun when you put up a fight. I can tame you that way. (And, believeme, I intend to do just that). I whisper into your earthat I want you to be my slave and then I bite it … not hard enoughto really hurt, but hard enough to get you hot. You like that as much asI do. I love the look of power in Your eyes when You look back up into mygaze and hiss, "not if I make you mine first, bitch." I lean down and kissyour lips. Our tongues dance inside our mouths, twisting and tangoing,. After one more kiss on her twitching cunt, Mike moved his body up fully onto the bed, taking hold of Sandra’s legs, he pushed his throbbing hard cock towards her hairless dripping wet pussy. Jenny, realizing what Mike was about to do, glared at him ‘You bastard, I wanted to eat her cunnie next’ she protested. Sandra hardly noticed what was going on, she bucked and moaned, writhing, before the orgasm started to ebb. The young girl’s hips lifted eagerly to Mike’s member despite her apprehension.