Since me and him were no longer friends. She said that she had been feeling neglected. That she loved the attention I used to give her . I told her I...was married and very happy. She said she knew I was .but she just liked being around me. I said that's sweet as I turned to look in her direction. She was sprawled out on a deck chair with her lil skirt pulled way up . I had a clear view of her hairless pussy. I thought to myself damn that looks sweet to.I went on and finished working on my pool. Pretty lies.Cooperation, that was what she strived for in Dolareido. Cooperation. It was one of the reasons she kept as much distance from the covenants as she did. History and psychology alike taught the folly of a heavy hand. If she changed her ways and adopted the role of totalitarian, she knew it would end in disaster. Perhaps now, perhaps in another hundred years, it would eventually end in catastrophe.“I think if you get between these two angry, fighting dogs, you’re likely to get bit,. (morning turds are preferred because of their reliably larger size and predictably dense constipated firmness)***Upon awakening the Mother or Daughter will immediatly expect the Toilet Slave to expertly slip into the Mother-Daughter queen-sized bed fitted with a heavy, thick plastic cover. Once the Toilet Slave is in the bed he must sensuously move into position allowing either Mother or Daughter to place their burgeoning, bloooming, blossoming, flowering and budding ass hole directly above my. Visions of a huge black cock fucking Shanice were dancing around my mind. I couldn't wait to get home. We left the club a few hours later, both consumed by lust. Just like the last time, we ran upstairs and quickly got rid of our clothes. Shanice said that she had another surprise for me and told me to lie down on my back. I assumed she wanted to sit on my face and could hardly wait. Instead, Shanice went over to the closet and started rummaging around. She told me to close my eyes and get.