"It's just Jerry Springer," my wife responded."But they're all freaks. Everyday it's the same thing, girl beats upgirl, or girl beats up boy. Of cours... they do change the script everynow and then, so boy beats up boy, or beats up girl, how can you watchthis shit?" Come on Bill, it's fun." It's not fun, it's sick. I wish we had another TV so at least I couldwatch something educational, like Ultimate Fighting," I laughed."I don't know how you can watch that stuff, it's so violent." And?" I asked,. It was good to occasionally have a direct, personal experience of the joy of submission; it made you a better dom. And you came in a different way when you weren’t the one who decided when and how it happened.But now she was having an attack of remorse. She feared that Marie and Jane would never look at her in quite the same way again, now that they had seen her so completely debased. She looked at Marie, then at Jane, searching their faces for a sign that they had lost respect for her. Marie’s. I want to cry so bad. "How can she do this to me!" I shout at the Laptop screen. But yet.... My cock is so hard! She continues to blow him. All I can here is slurping sounds. *UGH, UGH, UGH, UGH, UGH, AHH* Reggie's dick is so big that it keeps getting out of her mouth on It's own. He allows it to tap her face and head as she is trying to get it back in her mouth."Stop teasing me! I want that chocolate cock in my mouth" she says to him with a smile on her pretty face as the BBC dangles on her. She was about 5’6”, a little plump, reddish brown curly hair, and a really cute face. Her body was awesome for her age. She wore a flowered dress, that was just tight enough to show her curves. She had on high white heals. I started to wonder if she was wearing white stockings or pantyhose.We had a great conversation during dinner. We really hit it off with Joe and Theresa. After dinner we moved into the ballroom for the dance. The tables were set up for four people and we all sat at one.