Before we married we occasionally tied her up, but not too often. Something she really enjoyed, which we did a fair bit at her request, was role-play ...hat I was r****g her. She loved cowering on the bed, resisting me, and fighting while I took her clothes off, pushed her face into the mattress, forced her legs open with me knees, and fucked her hairy pussy.She loves it when I talk to her as being "my pussy" and, "nothing but a great big pussy for me to use". She likes being called a slut, and a. "Count for me, little one." "Yes, Master," she muttered through a gentle moan and arched her hips slightly. She bit down on her lower lip as the next followed, respectively counting out loud until they reached ten. She laid shaking and he smirked slightly down at the puddle of a girl on his bed. He palmed himself through his pants and slipped them down, along with his boxers. He knelt in between her legs and gently teased his cock against her clit, working it quietly. He pushed the tip of. As he kissed my forehead he asked how I was feeling, did I have any questions or thoughts about what had taken place. I told him that although I knew that everyone else would think it was wrong I knew that I could never feel for any other man what I felt for him. One of the most obvious questions I had was about my mother and how she would feel or what she would think. I love my mother and wouldn't want to hurt her in any way. Daddy said not to worry. Obviously she nor anyone else could never. "We have a weeks worth of dinners stored in the freezer so all we have to do is put one in the fridge to thaw during the day and then pop in the microwave when it's time for dinner. If we forget to switch something to the fridge I have more than enough money to order take out for a couple meals - and you already said we can order pizza for tonight." Yes, that's right," Mrs. Jamison said distractedly as she checked her purse for her plane ticket and then looked wildly around the room until she.