"Face down on the pillow, my little naughty white bitch." And then he slowly inserted those two lubed up fingers into my asshole, and then slowly work...ed them all the way in until I could feel his knuckles touching me. "Don't move, just stay like that for a minute or so." And for that minute he didn't move either. He was just waiting for his two big thick man fingers to open me up for his even bigger and thicker dick. "I can see that you like how this feels, you dirty slut. You're a true ass. Giles bent over, gritting his teeth. Had Ken locked ALL thebathroom doors? Giles suspected so?he knew it. Giles hadtried his personal bath in the master bedroom (not that he used the masteranymore; it was the couple?s now?Giles was relegated to a maid?s room down thehall) That bathroom was locked, as were the two on the second floor, the one inMummie?s drawing room, and the large bathroom adjacent to the dining hall. Thebasement of course had been turned into an amateur dungeon, and Ken now. As they shared some personal history Joan found herself noticing something different in the way Megan looked at her particularly when there was a break in the conversation or when Joan was giving their waitress her lunch order. When she turned away from the waitress and back to Megan she noticed that Megan was already staring at her in a way she found unusual. There seemed to be a somewhat different chemistry existing between the two of them. During the rest of the week Megan was Joan’s. .Smell my cologne mixed with my own excitement.A rustling of something... fabric?Your lips feel something hot, and wet on them... your tongue darts out to explore, you realize I am licking your lips. Your tongue dances with mine, cold from the ice..."You've been a good girl..." I whisper."now, take a deep breath and say oooohhhh for me, bitch."You open your mouth and the word begins to form, but before you can, you feel my cock invading.You can taste the sweat, the precum that coats the head..