‘Damn it, no signal,’ she thought. Ashira slid the phone back in her pocket. ‘I hope Jake goes for Mexican one of these nights or I’m going to... get really sick of enchiladas,’ she thought. :: Chapter Eight: The rescue:: ‘Do you want more enchiladas?’ he asked Ashira. Ashira shook her head. ‘I’m actually in the mood for Chinese,’ she said. ‘Sweet and Sour Chicken,’ he said, nodding his head. Ashira mentally shuttered that he knew her that well. He started to walk to the door. ‘Before you go,. By that time however, I have had to swallow most of the cum that it was soaked with. This is how she finds me in the morning, with blue balls and a very bruised cock. "I guess my drinking has done a number on you again," she says sheepishly, and finishes with, "I'm sorry, perhaps I should quit drinking before I do you permanent harm." "My Mistress" is "SORRY" Wow !!++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Chapter 9 -- "You can do one last favor for me"My wife is the. She was amazed at him as, during their first night home, he’d even tried to fuck her, but she’d turned coldly away from him, pretending she was asleep, still miffed about his cruel humiliation of her. Today, not having anything better to do, she’d gone out with him to a site he was surveying along the coast of the Persian Gulf, and had spent most of the afternoon watching the geological crew take samples from the area for further study. The hot shimmering air of Arabia felt good on her bruised. Carol is happier than ever so I'm not going to tell on you. If she wasn't happy I'd tell on you right away, but not now."I needed to make absolutely sure I was safe. I was doing a whole lot more than "kissing and cuddling" and the idea of being caught by Mom or Dad was terrifying, so I asked, "What about if Carol and I have an argument one day, and she's unhappy with me, you won't tell then will you, just because of one argument?" Of course not. Best friends have arguments sometimes. Anyway, if.