I am SOhumiliated. Brad spreads my glossy red lips and inserts his shorts inmy mouth. Mistress keeps wailing away. My screams are muffled, but Iam ...crying. Brad watches the scene, and his erection grows.Finally Mistress has had enough of spanking me. She asks me if I havelearned my lesson, and if I will be a useful personal maid. I nodtearfully. She tells Brad, "Don't worry, while you and I are busySissy will wash and iron your shorts for you." How's that for ahumiliation? I have to wash. I wasn't deceiving him as my course work was quite a load and I had little time for seeing Chrissie. She understood completely and never put pressure on me to take her out when she knew I should be studying. What I didn't know at that time was that she and her mother were just as industrious in getting together Chrissie's bottom drawer. With her father's approval of me, it appears that Chrissie, with her mother's tacit agreement had determined that she would be my bride. The bottom drawer was. ”“Fuck you.”He was already fairly drunk before he was captured, and I don’t want to give him any more drugs. Paul and I head to the kitchen for some privacy, where I tell him, “He was too drunk when you picked him up. I can’t give him any more without him passing out. We have two choices. We can either wait, hoping the drugs will take a stronger effect, or the alcohol to pass through his system so we can give him more. Or, we can come up with a different narrative, that he isn’t so opposed to.. With one hand she reached up to cup and squeeze his balls, her other hand stroking up and down on my cock. Alicia began to suck hungrily on Greg's dick, all the while looking up at me with a sparkle in her eye. She was amazing, taking him completely in her mouth and then slowly letting him out, swirling her tongue over the head of his dick, lapping along the underside of the shaft, teasing his balls, and then engulfing him completely once again. Seeing my wife with her lips wrapped around.