Bill finished his snack and cleaned up his debris, washed his hands, brushed his teeth and slipped naked between the sheets.Sunday dawned clear and ho...t. Bill puttered around the house, watched a little baseball on TV, but couldn't get into the game. His mind kept wandering to Janie, wanting her home again, just wanting her.Monday finally came and Bill was glad. The hours with nothing to do but think had been frazzling to his nerves. He knew Janie would get back around six, so he left his job at. "It takes me a few moments to realise that this 'role play' is going to have a rather uncomfortable physical component. That unsettles me further, but I'm still angry enough that I feel like I can cope with whatever he throws at me. So okay, fine. It's just my fingernails. It's not a scalpel. Nothing's going to come off. Oh but it's going to hurt of course. My clitoris is sensitive as all hell, so even a light pinch would usually be enough to get my toes curling. As I go straight in for the. Angie felt bad, and told him to fuck her hard… he tried, but she was way too loose from my cock and all the sex… he pulled out, she was wet – she told him to finish himself off and he did. then she put her panties on him, Wanda slid the short skirt on him – then rolled him over… the girls giggled, sucked my cock for a minute and told me to fuck him. so i did. i fucked him until i came – then as he was about to come – Wanda made his night. she took his entire cock into her pussy, pumped on it. It seemed that he was moving around her, and as she heard his footfalls, she felt his gaze on her shoulders, breaking her skin out in goosebumps as if he'd caressed her lightly with his fingertips."Please," she whimper-whispered."Hush," he told her, his voice warm and falling on her skin like silk. "No more words unless I ask you to speak. Is that understood, miss?"She nodded quickly, fear painting her skin."Pull the straps of your dress down," he directed, his voice strangely close to her ear..