' I warned, but I was rapt she had done it, it made the whole thing even more dirty and fun.'Lucky I wore underwear, huh? Now your little mini Hunters... are going to be stuck in me until we get home. Maybe I can get Pepper to lick them out.' She eased off me.'Dirty girl.' I moaned, trying to stop myself getting hard again at the mental image. 'I love how much you've got your shit together now.' I smoothed back her hair and kissed her. 'Remember when we were at school and you were all angsty and. I have changed the names to protect the innocent and guilty alike.Shopping’s a chore I abhor, so only I accompany my wife Penny when my work shifts allow. Although we drive for a monthly stock-up at the out of town hypermarket across the county line, and a weekly trolley-ful shop at the local supermarket, Penny walks down to the local supermarket every afternoon after work for bread, milk and fresh produce.On one particular day, while carrying the hand basket for Penny, I noticed a well-dressed. The slave hated it. For some reason she felt jealous of it, even though it never even craved what the slave had. The slave had a life, even had a slave’s name and a ?real? one. It wanted neither. At first it felt bad about being tortured not only by Master’s strong hands but also by his slave. In time it came to realize it didn’t deserve better and that being tortured by a slave made it even more worthless. Slave awoke later and usually greeted it by a swift kick to its cunt that sent it to the. I caught one fat spurt right in my mouth then I pulled that big stiffy between my lips.On the floor in the GM's office, I took him deep throated and sucked him off, swallowed every drop of his load and cleaned his shaft. Because he wanted me to. And I couldn't think of any reason to deny him the privilege. Over in her chair, Corey slumped over the back. She looked back at me, at first disappointed but then she laughed at seeing my face dripping with the GM’s jizz. Having finished with my.