"I promise." I promise too!" Pamela said, her eyes moist as they hugged."Thanks, Mr. Michaels," Pamela said, pulling me into the hug as well."Next!" I... wrote my own vows," said Stacy, handing a piece of paper to Heather."Oh, okay." Heather read from the paper. "Do you, John Michaels, take this woman, Stacy Nelson, to be your lawfully wedded wife. Do you further promise to never shirk your responsibilities as a husband, and to submit to your wife's every demand for unprotected sex so that she may. She'd led a very idyllic, sheltered life with her family — until her mother had been murdered when Lorette had been kidnapped.Now Oleander kept Lorette alive only as long as her father continued to work. Camille knew that she would find a way to escape, hopefully before Niko did something foolish. She was determined that she wouldn't leave without Lorette, no matter what happened.Now the women sat huddled together, trying to stay warm in the chilly cell. Lorette dozed with her head on Camille's. Yee haw. Tell you what, though: I'd get rid of those underpants and leave the fly open. Who knows? You might get another visitor." What if I pop out and get stuck on my zipper?" he objected."Cut it off. No, man, I mean cut off the zipper. Look, I have a scissors in my purse. What's your name?" Owen Barnes." OK, Owen, come over here and hold still."Crystal guided Owen over to Nadia, who knelt in front of him. First, she opened his belt, opened his zipper, and cut his underwear off. Then, she. So she attempts to one up me and starts to un buckle my pants and i feel her very warm hand slide in under my silky boxers and she started stroking it ever so gently knoing that it would turn me on even more so take my hand from her bra and pull down her jogging pants just to her knees as she was still sitting next to me in the small seats and rub my fingers slowly but firmly on the outside of her already soaking laced thong and again i could feel her freeze from sheer exstacy i could tell she.