I was a quiet child and I love you all dearly. Kelly my dear older sister I do not blame you for the years of abuse, the bruises, broken nose, and han...prints on my back, or shattered dreams. I love you now and forever as my sister and I will never blame you. Now world as I matured and grew I began to understand that you are cruel and I need to look out for myself. But I did a poor job of that too. I was pushed around and taken advantage all the time. When I was 17 I found someone I thought was. About 2 and a half years ago my wife and I got into quite a heated argument. I honestly don't remember what it was about. I do remember that she said, "I will NEVER do that!" She was of course referring to sleeping with someone else. "What kind of sick man wants his wife to go out and cheat on him? Get it through your thick skull, I WILL NEVER DO THAT! Your just going to have to get yourself off on something else." Well, like I said, that was 2 and a half years ago. Fast forward a little over a. There is absolutely no doubt that you are going to be sold into slavery.”He laughed dryly before saying, “If it weren’t for the terrorism charge, your own company would probably buy you to do your old job. It’s cheaper than replacing you.” He laughed again before continuing, “... and having a slave in the accounting office sends the message of what can happen to you if you hurt the company’s profits.”“The big problem,” added her lawyer, “is the terrorist charges. I know that you were just. "Fuck me please!" She slowly eased her fingers inside me, so slowly, teasing me, I let out another loud moan of pleasure. She began thrusting her fingers in and out, building a steady rhythm as she reached further inside me. She eased a third finger inside now and she began thrusting a little harder and faster."Oh yes right there...don't stop!"Her fingers were rubbing my sensitive inner walls and clit. I was crying out the feelings were so intense. I had lost all my inhibitions all control my.