You don't know me, but your husband does. He got me fired. But I am getting even now... I am fucking his 'devoted and proper wife', and he doesn't eve... know. But he will!For what seemed like hours I was fucked dog style... missionary... me on top... every which way. I couldn't keep track of how many men fucked me... I only knew I was getting royally fucked. I was hot, turned on with the idea of so many men fucking me. I came many times... sometimes screaming... sometimes whimpering... sometimes. The protestors apparently found shields sufficient to render the military's high-powered assault rifles ineffective, or perhaps the military gave up after witnessing what they'd done. The outer offices were torn asunder and exposed to the elements. The inner offices had been set afire and ransacked. Their occupants similarly dismembered and their heads left out in the hallways while their limbs and various organs were scattered about their offices.Mattie, not having as strong a stomach as. Good night."The door to her bedroom was closed, and the redhead had moved to ensurethe room was secure. She played back the debate she'd had with herselfsince Judith had called, and in particular since Trish had suggested thefestival as a rendezvous. It didn't feel right to tell David to take along walk with Miriam; the little one had been important in winning thefamily over.Finally she called quietly, "Lady Artemis?" She truly was weary, butthis issue had to be dealt with.The slim,. " This is wonderful news!" the woman responded."Are you hungry for shit now, Mother?" Gretchen asked in a slightly mocking voice. "If you are you had better come with me now because my bowels and bladder are full and desperately need to be emptied.With that said, Gretchen headed for her mother's bedroom with Katrina hurrying close behind, her pussy starting to clutch inside of her.When they reached the bedroom, mother and daughter stripped in silence, Katrina not taking her eyes from her.