"Anne and I are going for a drink at the Mitre tonight. I wondered if you'd like to come, too?"Denise stopped and looked at Stan, who definitely looke... back. She was wearing 'blouse and trousers' again, but the blouse was a lovely pale green one which didn't hide her bust, while not flaunting it, and her light tan trousers were topped off with a belt that, with the cut of the trousers, camouflaged her waistline. Topping it all off was her hair, long red locks pulled back into a simple ponytail.. I didn't know if it was a pleasure grunt, a pain grunt, or an I might take a shit grunt."You have tits like an old man," I replied. She rocked back and forth harder into my thighs, plunging my raging cock deeper into her vagina.I started to sweat pretty good at this point. Maybe I need to work out more. Maybe I need to fuck more. I slapped her ass a few times. Got some hard grunts for that. I slapped her knobby nips some more and got even louder grunts. Girl cream ran down her legs onto my. "Are you saying that Garishnie deBabear was acting as your agent in the theft of the two slaves?" I said nothing of the kind!" the Putram retorted. "I am saying that it was my understanding that the port tax was not paid on these two slaves and therefore we have the right to confiscate them." Then you must have been misinformed by someone. I have in my possession a receipt for the tax paid for these two slaves." A forgery! It is false!" Garishnie deBabear," Jon called loudly. "Do you testify. If youshow disrespect, you will be punished. If you feel that I treatyou badly, unfairly, slave, you have only to tell me you consentto marriage. I shall not ask you again. So, you see, the choiceis yours, slave, to obey me as a slave, or to obey me as adutiful wife." I said nothing. "Take off those filthy clothes." I did nothing. I was a willful woman, born a princess, notone to disrobe in front of men. "I will count to ten. One...two..." I stood still, making no move.