"Jeeves wrinkled his formidable brow in response. "While in theory that may be a good tactic," he said. "I fear that as a practical matter it will not...work." Why is that, Jeeves?" Well, sir, it seems that Francine is the beloved daughter of one Tony 'The Enforcer' Sprezzatura, a man who is rumored to be rather high up in the local organized crime hierarchy. He is a man with a quick temper, and is not accustomed to seeing his wishes thwarted. His daughter Francine is the apple of his eye, as it. We were both at the door as Marc and Kelly came around the corner from the kitchen. Kelly stopped dead in her steps at the sight of both Liz and I naked, and as we opened the door, accepted the pizzas from the delivery boy whose eyes bulged at the sight of my wife’s naked body and my rising cock. I paid him and gave him a sizable tip, turned and headed for the kitchen, hungry for food and whatever else presented itself. As we all entered the kitchen, opened the pizza boxes and the three of us. Besides Ariel, I get along with everyone else. Once we got home from the ‘enlightening’ car ride about how horrible red meat is, we walked in to find Ariel’s boyfriend, Tom, sitting on the couch with his guitar. Tom is ok, I guess. Skinny, light blonde hair, stoned as the day is long, but a good carpenter with good muscles. Ariel and Tom went to eat some vegan stir fry something or other, and promptly went out back to smoke a joint. One house rule, no smoking inside. Thank God. I avoided them. He went and sat on the bed and ordered her “Come to me Bitch!” She got on her hands and knees and with her head bowed she crawled to him.He looked at her open mouth, her lips and he began to get harder as he imagined what it would feel like to fuck this slut in her mouth, this Bitch that he owned….. this fucking bitch that tonight ALL her holes would be his with NO MERCY!!!! Her wonderful wet lips for the taking….This Bitch belongs to ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY BITCH!!!!! And no one will take this.