‘You are to be the table, Constance. Hence your fine white tablecloth. Recline there on the carpet, and we shall dine from you.’ ‘Please, Rob, n...,’ she said, mortified. ‘I believe you might care for a morsel after all?’ he inquired politely of Enrique. ‘All at once, my appetite has returned,’ Enrique said, and ran his tongue over his lips, making them glisten. Tears stung her eyes but Constance would not let them see her distress. She set the plates on the rug, then stretched out and. I get off on being of use and the dirtier it is the better!" That's quite interesting, jewel. I would not have pictured you as such a nasty little fuckslut." Well, Master these are my fantasies. Unfortunately, most of them have remained as fantasies to this point, but I am hoping one day to try them for real," she said."I think that can be arranged. You have given me some good ideas for future lessons and training." Thank you, Master. I'm glad and I look forward to my training very much," she. " Yeah," Gil said. "I know that. If we could even get permission for three, I think I'd be a lot more comfortable, but there's going to be a limit to what I could do by myself. I figure with three, I go, I've been in the area, got a good idea of what I'm looking for. Steve goes, so we're not dependent on interpreters. Rod goes, because I'm about ninety-nine point nine percent sure that it's going to involve excavating a dig, if we get that far." All I can say is try for one, try for three, try. When she said that I told her 'For as long as we are together you will never be shaving any hair off from anywhere on your body' then I took her straight to bed before she had time to empty her bowels and soon she was filthy because I was shagging her arse when she was really needing to have a piss and a shit and the sex was all the more powerful...After about 6 months of my playing with her arse hole, we had got to the stage where we were having anal sex all the time, and I was fisting her.