Jamie rushed out of the kitchen to greet him as soon as she heard him arrive. “Hi,” she said, waiting to see what the mood of his response would b...e. “Come here.” Mathew said as he wrapped his arms around her and held her close. “I just can’t stand the thought of something happening to you, Jamie.” Jamie squeezed back and kissed him on the cheek. “I was an ass. I love you”. The domestic storm was over. Time for make up sex. Jamie looked deeply into Mathew’s eyes and knew exactly what he was. I squirmed, using teeth and claws as I tried to free myself from their grasp, but the man wore thick gloves in preparation for my struggles. I was thrust into a decent-sized cage where I shook myself, full of wrath and indignity at being handled so roughly. I jerked my body around to note I was not alone. They had put me in with two males. Uh oh.I relaxed marginally when I recognized the black and white as my new found friend in the alley I had mentally named "Tom". (Brilliant name of course) I. She enjoyed it and we are still friends today." I don't believe you. I think you are full of shit." Do you want to bet? That is what she did and you heard how it ended up." I am not sure if I should dance with you anymore. I may end up a sex slave. Do you want to become my Massa?" You be careful what you say 'little bird.' You may get you or me in trouble." Why do you call me little bird?" Well, you hold a little bird in your hand and treat it like a delicate flower, and I see that fine ass on. She was a hygienic woman from her neck she scrubbed her D cup breasts tweaking her silver dollar nipples for momentary pleasure before continuing to her flat stomach , reaching between her legs she scrubbed the sparse hair that grew their before circling the lips of her sex. Her mother a strict widower had disciplined her severely as child for lingering to long with her lady parts, so she never did for very long. She proceeded to soap her long legs then cleaned each individual toe. Shower over.