So I ended up consoling her. She looked hot in a miniskirt and a frilly top. I didn’t realize I was looking at her cleavage till she told me.Ramola ...held my face with her delicate hands and kissed my cheeks. When she let me go, I rested my head on her boobs and got smothered, trying to trace her cleavage with my nose. During our canoodling session, my cock became hard and ready for sex.By this time, Ramola was asleep on the sofa. I caught my wife and pulled her urgently into the bedroom for a. "I gulp, "Y-yes, but then what are you?"Her smile returns as she approaches me and whispers in my ear, "I'm both your captor and your most craved desire."I feel her lick my cheek as she approaches, her tongue like velvet. I shiver, my pussy flooding as an uncontrollable moan escapes my lips. It's then, in the rush of my arousal, that I catch her scent. She's intoxicating."I own you now!" She sneers triumphantly. I struggle against my bonds but it's no use, I'm held tight. I glare at the. Why does she care how it happened? While Will recalled it in minute detail, her scent that first time, her softness, her wetness, especially her wetness, it was not something he wished to share with this little cunt, this little housekeeper's daughter who had already spread her legs for Will's father and his mother. This little slut was for fucking, not for private thoughts. It was none of her fucking business. On the other hand, now that he finally had a chance to prong this little twat, he. I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised that there was outrage about Celia sleeping her way up the National Service chain of command to get assigned with her pod mate. And the arguments were on both sides. One group was incensed that the management chain took advantage of a corps person and extracted sexual favors in return for favorable placement. Another faction was upset that Celia had subverted the established procedures for placement and assignment.“I think you are all missing the point,”.