I didn't know it at the time, of course, but those three words sealed my fate. They were true. Still are.She loves me too. Of that, I have no doubt. S...e tells me so with every touch, every lingering kiss. It's just that she has needs...But that is not where I begin.We had been casual lovers for some time, and she had always been in control. I loved that about her - her strength and confidence. She was demanding, but I loved accomodating her. To this point, however, we had been vanilla, more or. ” I said worried. “Don’t be a bitch, this feels to FUCKING GOOOOD!!” Thrusting harder and harder, putting three fingers in her ass as she goes all the down my cock slowly and takes her right hand to put almost all my hand in her ass. “fist me baby, I want you to fist me hard *uh uh ohhhh*!” I did as I was told and slowly put my whole hand in and much as possible. Taking her right hand again, she thrust it in her ass hard and almost screamed in pleasure. “OH YES BABY FIST ASS! FIST MY ASS HARD. One lady shaved him closely but without cuts. His hair was washed and dried. He was then led to a pool. One of the ladies asked for his robe and ordered him to walk across the pool with rose petals floating on the surface. He did as instructed and found this a cleansing bath, which left his skin soft and mildly fragrant. Waiting at the other side of the pool, the third lady offered her hand as he climbed out of the pool. She led him into a dressing room. There he was dried with the thickest of. If you come back, the photos go to Chief Lewis and the husbands and fathers of your whores.’ * * * Cynthia had stayed awake until nearly one in the morning her first day at Sean’s house. She’d cleaned the kitchen and the living room thoroughly. The surfaces were dusted, trash disposed of, magazines stacked neatly on bookshelves, and floors swept, mopped, and area rugs vacuumed. She’d gone through the refrigerator and thrown away the spoiled foods, which was most of it, and done the dishes,.