You force open my mouth with your hand and adjust my head as you slowly inch your cock into my mouth n down my throat. You slide in an out of me, stil... whipping my bright red tits, my throat massaging you as I try to swallow and scream. When you are about to cum you pull out and cum on your whipped and abused tits. You ask me to rise and lead me back to the bed, forcing me to sit on the sore red ass you have just whipping. You position me on the empty bed asking me to stretch my arms up until. I threw a few things in the washer, then jumped into the shower. When I got out and was looking in the mirror, I realized I had a new tattoo on my shoulder; it was a small, but unmistakable pentagram. There was no redness or soreness a new tattoo would normally have. It was almost like it had been there for years, but I had never gotten a tattoo like that as far as I remembered. Just one more mystery...Over the next couple of weeks, things seemed pretty normal. Work was going well, and I had. Simon tells me that the courts here will grant a divorce even if you fail to respond. It will just take a little longer.As I said in my last letter, it’s in your hands.I still love you very much, please reply.Claire.A fortnight passed and there was still no reply. Lizzie phoned and told Claire that Peter had received the letter, and was looking more and more wooden. He was like a robot, mechanically going to work and coming home, never going out or meeting friends. At weekends he did chores and. So today I decide to get a little adventurous with him and do what he wants. Any sexual encounter with Marcus is great, although I have a few rules, like no slapping or leaving any marks."Come to my office around 2pm. Dress up in a dress and heels," his text reads. Marcus had a thing for feet, pantyhose, stockings and high heels.That gives me an hour. So, I change out of my tekkies and jeans and put on a nice dress that I didn't need to wear a bra with. I also put on some sexy high-heels and.