I scream as I'm quickly sheared and gain a stinging slap across my face. A sharp sting hits the back of my skull, almost as one would expect a stapler...to feel.Some more lotion is applied to my now bald scalp before something resembling a black and white rubber swimming cap is pulled tightly over my face. It has a mouth hole, a slightly moulded nose with 2 nostril holes and an opening for each eye. It is so tight over my head as i hear a zipper fastening, followed by a soft metallic click of a. Hanna had acquired the pristine white formal robes. Wearing white was a statement of wealth. Karanas was an unclean city, and any who could appear in public wearing unsoiled white was sure to have a massive wardrobe and more than a few slaves tasked solely with washing clothes. I was of the opinion that the robes were as restricting as women’s dresses, that those responsible for spreading their use among the wealthy should be punished, and that their inconvenience was not worth their effect.. " His head felldown once he realized that he was in an unbearable situation; he didn't wantto die but, more he thought about it, more it seemed easier then spending another3 years in her basement. Let alone that there was no guarantee that she wouldn'tkill him then or during those 3 years. Suddenly, something flicked in his headand he began to crawl rapidly towards the stool. Although, she was pretty surprisedshe managed to keep her cool appearance and she just said, "Good choice! Maybe,there. “Kiss it, kiss his cock.” I did, my lips on the side of my husband’s shaft.He moved a little, positioning himself until my lips were at his cock head. I’ve done oral sex with my husband hundreds of times, but this was different.“Think of that as Russ’s cock. What would you do?”We were both turned on, into the fantasy. “I’d do this,” I said, and opened my mouth, reached with one hand around my husband until it was on the small of his back, and I pulled him closer, bringing his cock deep into my.