We'll talk about it in the morning."She pulled Christopher to his feet, put his arm over her shoulder whileshe got an arm round his waist and slowly w...lked him through to the guestbedroom. He just fell on to the bed when she released her grip. Lindapulled his shoes off, trousers and jacket. He still had his shirt on,where his tie was, she had no idea and didn't really care. She managed toget the duvet over him and left him. He was fast asleep by this time.Linda went back through to the lounge,. Michele's glass has been refilled and she takescautious sips; she lights a cigarette but Sarina stubs it out."Some of the men don't like smoking and your breath needs to be sweet andclean," she explains.Michele takes time applying foundation; she has selected a foundation thatclosely matches her skin colour and covers up the few blemishes that markher face and liberally coats her face and neck with matching finishingpowder. Michele now has the blank canvas on which to apply the rest of. She tried to help articulate her point with her hands and other gestures. ?If I may, Master, say something that would piss a lot of people off in our community: I believe all men should be dominating women. It’s just my opinion, but whether it was God or Gaia that decided it, men are physically and emotionally superior to women, and should always be owners. We’re better at being subjects, not rulers. We need to be tamed. We need to be taught. We cause more trouble, and more damage, running. My back still feeling like it was on fire from the scratching and pawing that the bear. Only to find that Thumper had taken advantage of my deep sleep and hangover to fulfill his lust.He had both of his front legs and paws wrapped around my waist. And was driving his 7 inch cock up my ass, just as far and as fast as he could. I pause for a moment not knowing what to do. Then in a panic tried to get them off of my back. But it was too late. That tennis ball knot had already inflated far beyond.