In absence of a return card he would give Emma flowers instead, on St Valentine’s Day the flowers were, more often than not, orchids. As if on cue,...a knock on the door startled Emma from her daydreaming. She returned to the bedroom, shortly, after answering the call, carrying a solitary orchid in a small vase. She had asked a neighbour to do the chore she knew Harold could no longer perform that to purchase the flower. She placed the vase on Harold’s nightstand and bent to kiss his cheek.. " "Then tell him." I said. "And when I see you next, you can tell me what happened." Jen got dressed and left a little while later. It had been an amazing few days. That evening, I just collapsed in front of the telly with a mug of soup and some toast. I wasn't up to much else. When I went to the loo at bed time, I saw the latex dress hanging up in the bathroom. It reminded me of how Jen had looked in the sex shop earlier. I wondered what her husband would make of her story. I wondered if she'd. During the removal of ‘the husband’s trophy’ Jo’s boobs are continually being mauled. The General is enjoying kissing her sexy mouth. Jo is getting more excited and is kiss back, to her, an unknown man. It is a real shame that the General can’t get an erection. Just before the razor is put away I’m encouraged to fuck our hostage’s mouth. Happily I slip into her mouth welcomed by her tongue. She is giving me a fantastic blowjob but Miriam decides that I have to save my sperm. Reluctantly I pull. Jake had finally become extremely perturbed and had taken enough shit. He wanted to teach her a lesson. He had put up with her his entire life. What had he ever done to her that is causing such a bitchy reaction? While he mulled ideas in his head, he saw a pair of her dad hands cuffs sitting on the kitchen countertop with the keys in them and a more resolute idea sprung into his head. “I will teach her a lesson she will never forget.” He thought as he picked up the cuffs.He walked towards.