I couldn’t tell her that I was willing to perpetuate any ruse to keep her in my life. ‘I know you well enough to recognize your potential. I know...it would be a crime against God and nature to let your obvious gifts go to waste.’ Her eyes searched my own and I felt as though she could read every emotion I was feeling. I leaned against the wall, looking at the stones and traced the craggy surface with a fingertip. I knew if I looked at her, my face would lay bare my true feelings. ‘I’d have to. He then asks you if you are ready to leave. You look up at him staring into his eyes you hesitate in timidly say “No”. This time his hand finds your tit, striking it square on the nipple. He says “No what?”. You looked back up at him and respond “No sir”. With a devilish grin he responds “Good. That's a good little pet”. He then walked back across the room to his chair. You were then ordered to crawl over to him on your hands and knees. You slide off the couch and make your way over to him.. The muffled request she made sounded like “do my ass”, so I complied and slipped my slimy thumb into her rectum as I pumped her pussy. The other four fingers grabbed and groped her flesh while my thumb twisted its way deeper into her ass. She pushed against my advancing thumb and began to shout into the space between the bed and her arm. “FUCK YES! FUCK YES! OH FUCK!” I thought I would last longer this time, being the second time in less than an hour and wearing a rubber – but her. " Well, you know how it is."Isobel didn't really. She found it hard to understand why women carried on sponsoring ex-husbands but it was quite common, especially for those of Ms Bullworthy's generation. "He isn't Sue-Linn' s birth father, is he? Even though you were married at the time?"Caroline laughed. "Well, he was there for the conception but he wasn't involved, unless you count kneeling by the bed with my knickers over his face." Sue-Linn giggled. She always found the stories of how her.