First, I hate being called Sandy. And second, my soon to be ex-husband used to tell me to calm down all the time…a condescending phrase that drove m...e to the brink of insanity every time he used it. I reached over his shoulder for the dead bolt, but he grabbed my wrists and held them tightly. “Let go of me,” I hissed through clenched teeth. But instead, he pulled my body against his and kissed me. I struggled and pulled away, backing up until I bumped into the sink, my head spinning with. " Probably fucking not. Is this why your wife divorced you?" Probably." So the sex gods liberated that poor girl," she said, "then delivered you to me. Wow. Lucky fucking me."I started to say something else but she said, "Shut up and get me a glass of wine."In the kitchen, pouring the wine, I could hear her unending stream of insults. That's when a strange and pleasant feeling passed through my groin. Could it be? A second erection had never happened to me. It was a strange feeling so I. Anyway, Friday at 5 PM you leave when one of the two weekend girls shows up. I will harvest the dozen pairs of breasts, dozen filets, and the additional extra dozen clit toppers Friday night and deliver them to you on Saturday about noon. I will only harvest anything from you if we run out of the meat on the counter. “ Bob looked up at Marie”Agreed?”Marie nodded. The snow had just started back as she was pulling into the parking lot. She agreed with Bob, most people were just going to sit at. As she did Mistress Smith Pushed the gad deeper into Bells throat, and she began to struggle against her.“Riley, come here.” The master called, his hand offering the space next to him.I slowly made my way to his side, blushing at the attention. I knelt down beside him and slowly his had began stroking my hair. “Do you remember Riley, Belle? Just a short while ago she was so different wasn't she, ugly, unhappy, unfulfilled. but look now.”I hadn't realised it, but I had began purring and licking.