“That’s just the placenta giving way and coming out, girl. You’ve seen enough cows give birth to know what’s happening.”“Do I have to lick...it and chew through the cord, Doc?”“Well now you have to talk to your Mama about that. I don’t know how you Indians do it. I usually just tie a knot in the cord and cut it off.”“That will do, Doctor,” Laramie said stiffly. “My mother and my husband were white as you are.”“Now don’t get huffed, Miss Laramie. You know I was just kidding. Don’t matter to me. She could only stand there, head lowered, shaking like a leaf, waiting for his next command. As scared and nervous as she was, she also was feeling excitement building from somewhere deep within her."Now, Anne, your punishment is not going to be pleasant. I'm not going to lie to you; it's going to hurt like hell, but I need to make sure that you are going to understand how serious it was for you to disobey me," Greg reasoned."Please..." she paused as she thought about how best to address Greg.. How could you bring yourself to have frequent sex with him if you knew you didn't love him and knew that it wasn't going to do anything for you?"She smiled forlornly, "It was just something that a wife does for her husband. Like ironing his shirts. I didn't want him to be unhappy, and he loved me and he needed sex, it was the least I could do. It had nothing to do with my sex life, that was erotica and dreams of you." She looked up and into my eyes, "I'm sorry. Knowing that I gave myself to him. During her talk my cock had limped a little and I had pushed my couple of fingers in her very drippy and slick pussy to have her sticky, jelly like syrup on my fingers.Just as she stopped talking, I made her go on her hands and the shoulders, which raised her ass high in the air for me and brought my slick fingers to the hole of her anal entrance. Before I realized, she pushed her ass back to rub her ass on my fucking apparatus, which was already getting stiffer again. She screamed as she got.