"What?!? How would mistress dying leaveme in your possession?" He pushed himself up and sat on the couch with alook of serious concern. "And what do y...ou mean by 'something tragic'anyway?" Oh, you know... cancer, random shooting, getting hit by a bus. Happensall the time! It can happen to anyone. That's all I meant." The freakishsmile on her face distracted James from the rigid palm that was movingtowards his face like a jetliner making a landing. *SMACK* "And that'sfor not addressing me. ***An hour later Nick was once again clean shaven and had the familiartaste of lip gloss back on his lips. Shaving and putting the makeup onhad felt like routine by now, but when he opened the box and saw thelingerie he was overcome by nerves. "I can't do this. I just can't. I'ma man, god damnit, and men don't wear frilly bras and panties." After afew minutes of struggling he got himself back under control. His optionsdidn't seem too great. There was a soft violet pair that he. It got to the point where I would fuck her and she would make me beg to eat the cum out of her cunt. Or she would tie my hands to the bed and lower her wet clam like pussy in my face. Sometimes she would make me lean back with my legs over my head with my cock towards my face while she fucked my ass with a John Holmes dildo while I would jack my cock until it spurt cum on my face. She loved to see me with cum on my lips. We was laying in the bed right after I had cum she was fucking her pussy. As she moved, she felt several more pops as her skin was penetrated by the few remaining pins that had not yet found their marks. "Thank you for letting me rest, I feel so much better now," she purred. He was unable to reply: thinking that when she did sit down, the pain alone would cause her to scream out wildly, and not for her to move around to ensure the maximum effect, and then to thank him for it. He gathered his thoughts and said,"Are you ready to receive more love from me?" "As you.