I can’t go there. I always avoid things like this for my own sanity.”“I’m sorry Caroline, what makes you do that?”“Ian, I have such a hard...time what with my bastard of a husband, his selfishness and lack of interest in me, I don’t even let myself think about it now.”“What’s it Caroline?” Naughty but I couldn’t resist. “Bluntly, sex Ian. I just don’t go there. And then you just lay there enjoying yourself and you're not even shocked by my coming into your bedroom doing what you were doing and. When Mitch looked at Emma, he saw the smoking hot blonde, with huge tits and a gorgeous ass. When Emma looked at Mitch, she saw the six year old in a Lone Ranger mask, shooting a cap gun in front of her house. Mitch figured that at some point Emma had to feel the need for some cock. She wasn't an old maid yet, far from it, she was only forty-two, and didn't look a day over twenty-five. Mitch knew Emma wasn't seeing anyone, and he hoped that if she was using toys to satisfy her needs, it. .YES MASTER!’ The response was automatic. The word ‘master’ flowed out of her mouth with no effort. Motoko quickly recovered her legs and started to support her own weight. It was obvious that one of her older boyfriends had controlled her, and commanded her as if she was his slave. I knew I was enraged at this point, and I probably had rage in my eyes. I needed to calm down. I steadied myself by taking in a deep breath. I growled at her, ‘Do you really want to be with me?’ She answered. "Can't they see how horrible he is?" I asked myself.They had to see how he used all these beautiful white women "friends" of his. They had to know. They had to see how obvious it was that he had fucked them into submission, treated them as subservient slaves, and degraded them with such blatant disregard for their self esteem. By now, they had to know that he had fathered 7 c***dren with 7 different white women without a care in the world. They had to know this. The white wives had to see how.