It wasn’t a Michael I had previously seen. He was certainly drunk, we both were, but he seemed to have an anger in him and I wondered whether I was ...he one who had been manipulated. I was certainly sure, at this moment, that I had lost control of the situation. “Do you remember who the boss is?” He asked. “Yes, of course,” I replied. “I’m your fucking boss and you’re going to remember that,” Michael demanded. “I will,” I told him. “Sit on that chair,” Michael told me. In the corner of the. “What got my husband-to-be out of our bed so early? I woke up, wanting some sweet, slow, morning loving, and you were gone! And, you’re limp! Oh, have you grown weary of me so soon? Have you grown bored with my soft brown body so quickly? Here, I have given you everything, and more, my very future, and you have almost cast me aside, so you could, what? Floss your teeth! Oh, woeful is my lot, betrothed to a man who can ignore me! Whatever can I do, what salvation can I find?”I made to interrupt. " I have trouble sleeping too, and this would help her with that too. Ask Gerta if she's interested in trying it. I don't want to bring it up with her, but she might listen if you tell her about what I just told you."I went to my lesson with Dave, but my mind wasn't on it that much. Several times, Dave got upset with me because I wasn't paying attention like I usually would. I kept thinking about what Elizabeth had told me. It didn't make much sense to me that our fill in cook would know more. He turned and showed his firm round ass cheeks and while smiling and looking back over his shoulder asked “Do you like?”. They are so very firm and … well guys just love them.. as I am so tight”. He then reached into the drawer of the night table and took out a tube of lube and began applying the cool grease to Jerome’s cock. He said “You need this or we will be so sore if you fuck me without it”. Moments later he was kneeling on the bed his round ass cheeks in the air as he looked back and.