Anne nodded, almost imperceptibly, then opened the clasp before turning around so Stan could put the chain around her neck and fasten it there. Stan's... hands were shaking as he attempted to do that, but eventually he managed. Anne turned around and looked at Stan, a question in her eyes. He returned the look with one of his own, full of doubt and uncertainty, before pulling himself together and saying, "Now the card, Anne."Anne slid a nail under the flap and opened the envelope. Inside was a. After her third glass of wine I said, “The next glass will cost you your pants.”Samantha stood up and waited for me to remove then like I had her blouse. I stepped in, hooked my thumbs into her waistband, and started pushing them down. I had to move my thumbs around because they fit her curves like a glove and that woman certainly had curves. I got them over her hips, over her fanny, and then I knelt down and put my face inches from her crotch. That camel toe smelled delicious. I lowered her. “Adam I’m not doing this. This is too much. I’m going to rep---" her words were drowned out by a gasp as his hands gripped her head and forced her mouth onto his cock. “You. Aren't. Reporting. Anything.” he said, thrusting his hardening cock into her mouth as she sobbed and yelled around it. His hands held her head tight as his length and girth increased until she started choking. May’s own hands were hitting his and prying at his fingers, trying to free herself from his grip. His shaft. And I'm just beginning". It was hard concentrating now. I realized what the sharpened wires were doing to my tit flesh when I saw the edges of my bra cups. They had sunk into my skin when he yanked the bra so tight. But the pressure he was putting on the brushes had frayed the black cloth. The satin was in tatters. He began again with lateral strokes. The nerve endings on my titskin screamed. I cried out. I HAD to."Oh Baby. You hurt me so GOOD. Make your slut suffer. Ohhh god. .