Big and Mr. Little. I tried to kick of my high heel shoes but Mr. Big ordered me to keep them on. “You are Paula then! “Said Mr. Big as we walked ...ver, took the scarf from my mouth, and put it over my eyes.“That’s what my driving license said,” I replied, trying to sound a bit surly. “Lift your skirt and show us your panties Paula!” Said Mr. Big, I just stood there not moving.I heard a chair move and Mr. Big shouted “Do as you’re told bitch.” I felt a hand going up my skirt and my panties being. So weeks, months and years passed without any result. I even threatened him with divorce and he had also agreed. But my parents told that they would end their life if I applied for divorce. They were worried about marriage of my other two younger sisters if I take divorce. By the time other two sisters got married it was already six years since our marriage. At this point my parents felt it is too late to divorce and marry again although I was only 30 years of age. I had no option as my own. She manages to gather herself. She looks up at me and says, flatly. "It's my period. I am bleeding."I exude an air of exasperated tolerance. "Oh, is that all? Stand up. Let me see. Yes you are. There is blood on the inside of your thigh. What are you doing about it?" Well, I have washed myself. I thought I should stay in my cell and keep out of everyone's way until the bleeding stops."Surely she can't really imagine we'd let her get away with that? But you have to admire her nerve! Now this was. I gasped with excitement as my husband stood next to me and squirted a dollop of lube into my hand. I sat on the velvet stool in front of the hole with his delicious cock at my eye level where I could watch closely as I stroked his shaft. It didn't take long for him to hit the point of no return. I stroked him faster and harder paying close attention to the head of his cock while I pulled and tugged on his firm balls so they were not neglected. I loved the way his hard cock felt in my.