"Pete. Please. You have to come home and talk to me. You have to. You owe me that much. If you don't believe me afterwards, fine. But you have to give...me a chance to explain to you what happened." Fine! I'll be there in an hour. You can talk yourself sick. Goodbye!"Why I agreed to go, I don't know. What did I expect to do besides hear more words that would hurt and wound. She had hurt me enough already even without knowing what she had done. Why punish myself more? Maybe, because, deep down. Dennis rolled his bags out to the curb and quietly waited. He did notexpect Judith to be as attractive as she turned out to be. Her ownhead of short hair looked quite nice, and went well with herpleasantly youthful face. Her body was particularly eye-catching, andit was Judith...moreso than that trio of younger sirens...who broughtCorben?s visuals of attractive women to mind.Although he did notice the presence of a gold wedding ring on thefinger of one of Judith?s hands. I?m probably not her. ."Constance softly hushed her, gently brushing a stray lock of hair out of her face. "You don't have to do anything. Just lean back, relax, and let me do all the work." She crawled between the submissive's legs, and made a long lick up her slit.The slave let out a gasp. "Oh yes!"The petite woman smiled. "You're a juicy one, aren't you." With the tip of her tongue, she flicked her clit.She gasped, and squirmed with pleasure.Constance licked, swirled, and nipped at the slave's love button.She. ’ ‘Rend, not fuck, Chloe,’ he said sternly to me. Looking at Mr. Compton and Mr. Damon, he added, ‘Do you always have such problems getting through to your whores?’ I could see that neither Mr. Compton or Mr. Damon were happy with me at the moment, but I managed to blurt out, ‘Please rend my ass, Mr. Stanford.’ I heard him chuckle as he placed the head of his cock against my rectum. And then with a grunt he drove his engorged cock deep into my ass. I screamed in horrifying pain as his thick fat.