A broad-rimmed sun hat partially hid her face, but she looked up and smiled as we approached. Laura greeted her in Italian and asked which was the cor...rect route. She spoke softly, sending a shiver down my back, as her voice was so sexy. There was something about her accent that made me go a bit gooey. “She says it’s the right hand path,” said Laura. “Does she speak English?” I asked. Laura relayed my question and received a reply in the negative. I only speak English and Czech and my Italian. She moaned as he pulled his wilting penis out.He rose and unbound her arms and legs. "Now, do you think you can remember?"Still crying, she sniffed. "Yes, Master." Because, next time, I'll have to be rough on you." He pinched her bruised clit.She cried out, in either pain or pleasure, or both.He shoved her off the bed. She landed on her ass, with a boom.With no leash at hand, Thomas hooked two fingers under her collar, and pulled her back to her cage."Get in," he ordered, "and get some more. "I know what you were going to say, but it does matter. I was being a silly bitch at the time. I hurt Tom badly, and I involved you in something without your agreement. I never thought it through and I shudder now to think that you could have lost your job because of my selfish actions. No wonder my life became shit, just so I could get fucked by someone. If I had any sense I should have chosen you to be my lover." I was temporarily struck dumb. Becky looked at me and started to laugh."Don't be. Bob’s conservative parents Cindy and Jim accepted Frannie at face value and they had a marvelous time getting acquainted. Jim would think to himself that Frannie was a bit thick in the ankles and thighs and had awfully big hands but didn’t make a big deal of it. As a matter of fact they both preferred Frannie to Bob’s past girlfriend, who they both considered a tight assed bitch. Though both would have been loath to describe her that way. Being relatively young themselves, Bob’s parents.