Time would assuredly have allowed a non-violent solution—but in the meantime, how much harm might have been done?"For a moment the three of them sat... in silence. It was broken by a voice from the house, Gertrud, Meiersdottir's mother, calling them to the dinner table.During the rest of their visit Igwanda and Johanssen were almost continually probing each other, both focused on their own disparate views."The Bible gives the answer, as it does to most things," Johanssen told the colonel at one. Well, look at my track record. I was oh for four so far.Belle and I kissed and fooled around a little more, but didn’t get too serious about it. I meant what I said about us taking our time, and letting her set the pace. Around four, we both left the Toro and headed home to take a little nap before the night started. Belle said she’d see me at ten and kissed me one last, lingering time. I was feeling pretty darned chipper as I headed back to Molly’s.I had six new women working in the dance hall. Your head goes back and I bite your throat, hold you motionless as I finger-fuck you. You gasp and moan and grind against my fingers - and then I slowly tease them out of you, leaving you pulsing with need."Your eyes - keep them closed." My hand flashes down, a stinging slap that impacts your pussy squarely. You yelp with surprise and then my hand comes down again. Oh God...! The slaps come down regular as rain, no two landing in exactly the same place, your pussy feeling (if possible) even. It was one thing seeing it in a picture but seeing it live was unbelievable. My pussy was bone dry and I was worried that it would wreck me when he tried to enter me."Lisa have you ever seen one this big before?" No James, it's unbelievable that it's that big." Go ahead and touch it, it's not even hard yet." I tentatively reached out for it and touched it and then grabbed it. It was so big and it wasn't even hard yet. It felt surreal touching another man's cock while my husband taped it. It.