While I responded with, "Yes Mistress Melissa!" "Well." She said. "I'm sure I can help you with that" She continued ?I need to take a shit. I haven...t all day. Do you understand?" She let out a big fart. Then she dug her heels into my tender nipples. "I'll save it for later slave." She left the room giggling. The traffic flow was becoming regular. One girl came after another. I wondered if I could hold all that they had to give. When I looked up I saw another pair of naked buttocks. " I held myself against the length of her body, trying not to slow down the tempo we had found, but wanting to feel the heat of her skin and the curves of her body against me when I went over the edge. I felt so perfectly connected with her, as though this was the way life was meant to be. As if this was where I belonged. She raked her nails across my back as her passion fires raged, her nails burrowed into skin as she pulled me tight against her, her moans hot air burning my cheek until her. Again, the king had managed an audience with one of Sade’s followers, and again found him to be a most satisfied and contented fellow. Farmer George eventually put two and two together and in the year 1763 commissioned a Royal inquiry to ascertain if the frustrations of the general public could be alleviated by conducting themselves in the manner of Dashwood and/or Sade: And, if so, could such behaviour be codified into a working law. 1765 – The Royal inquiry was completed and the commission. “I think you might have to.” Kelsey said, continuing along the joke. But like Nathan, there was a part of her that was actually half serious. Nathan could sense this. Even though he couldn’t pick it up in her voice he could still manage to sense it somehow.Nathan popped the button on the top of the fly of his shorts and then he slowly started to unzip the fly’s metal teeth.“I was only joking.” Kelsey said with a smile and that same half serious attitude as she heard the sound of the metallic.