When I cum deep into Ashley’s throat, Emily holds her head until I’m finished.“Mmm, you two are the best,” I say, and they smile.After we eat,...I get dressed in nothing but drawstring cotton pants, my hard, muscled chest on display. I have a client with a court date next week under a lot of publicity, so I sit in the living room to re-read details, Ashley next to me, helping me with notes. Emily is on the chair doing some homework, and both of them are still naked.Ashley nestles against me, my. He was assigned some household tasks that amounted to less real work in fact than he had been accustomed to when still a free citizen. Fatefully, ironically, and prophetically, many of his tasks, increasingly what became his second career, involved his assignment in the kitchen. Most unfortunately for him, fashionable society developed in and over this period a new fancy and fad, which originated only very slightly due to economic necessity—or at least convenience—and mostly due to the. "With The Rope?"Without answering, Laura reached under her bed, pulling it out, and the ball gag too. At the sight of the gag, Randi's eyes widened."You're not going to put that on me, are you?"Laura held it up, letting her get a good look at it, grinning devilishly. "You made too much noise last time. My neighbors might think I'm murdering you." Yeah, fucking me to death," Randi cracked. She touched the red rubber ball with one finger. "This goes in my mouth?"Laura nodded. "But not until the. The meal was all they had hoped for, and the manager even threw in an after dinner cocktail to help the celebration.They left the pub, with Mum driving, and headed home by the back roads just in case the police were out late looking for drunk drivers. They both knew what would happen if they were stopped for drunk driving.Things were going fine until they came to a sharp bend in the road. Mum, with a bit too much alcohol in her, completely misjudged the turn and went off the road, straight into.