." Sandy stammered."But nothing," Anita replied, "Take it off."Sandy hesitated several seconds without responding. Then finally, "Well, I guess it's n...t like he hasn't already seen me topless," she remarked as she slowly undid the buttons of the shirt. Then she turned around, her back to the two of them, and finished removing the shirt. She didn't turn at first, but as Anita, and then Charlie, joined her in the shower, she turned slowly to face them.Charlie wanted to act as if he didn't care. Now, go get your first serving,” I smiled at her, “I’m happy for both of you. Just think of me as Jana’s boyfriend or friend with benefits, while you remain her wife. Different relationship, that’s all.”“Menage a trois, eh?” Andrea winked at us as she went down on Jana and did her best not to make a face as she lapped up my cum from Jana’s slit, “I’ll have to think of this as medicine. Doesn’t always taste good, but at least her own juices make up for it, and I need it to survive.”“Thank. . eat my pussy," She said, then sighed when his tongue returned to her pussy. What was happening to her? She was begging a 40 year old muslim man to eat her pussy. She just smiled. Just like there was a difference between a cock and a penis, there were two things between her legs. Her vagina and her pussy. Her vagina was for her husband, but her pussy liked being licked even if it was by a man who was blackmailing her. The strange feeling in her womb had returned. It felt charged like the. Every so often, for variety and his own amusement I’d guess, he’d lay the ruler paddle square across both cheeks. And, because of the exposed position he had me in, this would mean my cunt received a burning slap, wrenching an even bigger sob from deep in my throat. And yet I knew, deep down inside, that I was deserving of every stroke. I needed this. Because I’d shown I had no self-discipline, I needed him to take charge and bring me into line again. The tears streaming down my cheeks would.