She couldn't seem to convey to him the idea that she was not some fucking slut willing to fuck just anybody just to satisfy his need for a spiced up s...ex life. However, that was then - this is now.The change had started six months ago when she had started back to work following her daughter's starting to go to school a full day. About her third week on the job she was asked if she would like to stop with some co-workers for a drink after work and she had. It started as a once a week thing, then. I said, "I'll pay." We were chatting over audio only. I couldn't see her sneer. The next day she took Flufflepuss away.For the first four days after Flufflepuss' disappearance, Kane wandered the house sniffing. When I walked him, he tracked her outside to the curb where the sheltie's scent ended. Then he would tug me in every direction, hoping to pick up the trail. On the third day of the sheltie's 'disappearance,' A clearly frustrated Kane dragged me back home, having not peed once along his. She harbored a little resentment at the way her life had played out, and running into people from better lots in life always stirred up her thoughts of what might have been.“I also need two fleet enemas please. And… uh.. K.Y. jelly, the plain kind” Charles blurted out clumsily. By now he knew that he was being propositioned, but he had no clue how to react. First, he was still anal-retentive and super uptight Charles, and this woman was up to his social standards. Plus, he was. You are so tight." his yellow teeth smiled down at her. "Don't worry I will have plenty dick left for your whore cunt." her head moved back in to the pillows as she felt more intense pressure on her cervix. His pelvis wasn't even touching her yet. He leaned back still planted inside of her his rough hands grabbed her hips and pulled her waist toward him. she tried to cry out as her arms straightened above her, the tight bonds digging in to her wrists. her fingers wrapped around the straps. her.