.. will that be all right?" she asked. "I don't want you to fuck me but I'll suck you off if you want it... if you'll promise not to tell my husband t...hat we were fooling around. Okay?"Claire had decided that it was the best way out of the situation, as long as Mike agreed to it. Blowing him wasn't as bad as fucking him, she guessed, as far as infidelity went. Claire reasoned that she was justified, that it was the lesser of two evils to take him in her mouth instead of up her cunt, as long as. She'd been sent here by Storm on an premise that was as preposterous as it was terrifying. Storm had received word that the Phoenix force had somehow resurrected and bonded with Professor X. Everyone knew that was impossible, but having cheated death and invaded numerous heroes, the Phoenix force had proven to be as resilient as the legends it inspired. If it had somehow managed to bond with Xavier's psyche, it would be unstoppable. As powerful as The White Queen was, she knew she was no match. It’s one of your duties as slaves, don’t you agree?” Wendy answered with a slap to Jordan’s tush right in front of his ex-wife.“And to serve us ... and set the table and things of that nature. Washing dishes. I’m going to especially enjoy fucking Tamara and you while Jordan does the dishes or cleans the garage or something like that. I might do that just within earshot, at least once, so he can hear your or his ex-wife’s ashes getting hauled while he has to sweat it in the hot desert sun. Then. “I’ll wear my red leather ankle boots with the catsuit tomorrow night! Come back here for around seven and we’ll get shaved, changed and apply your slut make up, then head off to be fucked by the biker boys!” I smiled, then kissed Eva on her full lips.“I can’t wait to be fucked by these horny biker guys!” Eva giggled.“I think we’ll both wear leather collars tomorrow!” I smiled with a naughty twinkle in my eye.“Why leather collars? Eva genuinely enquired.“That’s the signal to guys that you are.