When the sensation grew more intense between her thighs, she was forgot to inhale on the weed. By this time the little Oriental man was holding the m...uthpiece of a slender long stemmed pipe to her lips. Susan in- haled from this new smoking affair, she felt her head and nostrils fill with the extra sickly-sweet pungent fumes. The old Oriental man had his hands on her hips now and was coaxing her to bend forward slightly. She soon discovered why...as she bent forward she brought the edge. I pressed harder yet again. "You want me to finger your ass, don'tyou?" I hissed at him."Yes!" he pleaded in growing ecstasy. He was getting into this. Reallygetting into this!It came to me in a flash. And, in a flash, I decided that I wantedsomething else. His bizarre requests could empower me.Me!I let go of his cock and roughly pulled my fingers out of his ass."What are you doing?" he asked."Want do you want, my little precious? Tell Mistress what you want?"He lifted his head slightly off the. If you had to do this to survive you were "Piss Poor".But worse than that were the really poor folk who couldn't even afford to buy a pot ... They "didn't have a pot to piss in" and were the lowest of the low.The next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature isn't just how you like it, think about how things used to be.Here are some facts about the 1500'sMost people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and they still smelled pretty. Once he was in position I started to pull her clothes off. Without taking my mouth off of hers, I slid her straps off her shoulders and pulled her dress down below her beautiful tits. This time I kept going. She accommodated my wishes by lifting her ass off the seat so I could pull the dress all the way down to her feet. As I was removing her bra, she must have seen Paul with the camera because she just froze. In an attempt to avert disaster, I said, "It's OK, Claire. It's our camera. I asked.