And now the world would know that John Wentworth Carstairs was among us, with an unlimited future before him.Richard was one of those who'd get the an...nouncement; I couldn't talk about little Johnnie to him over the phone—on the phone I was Jack Heyward, no relation to either Jackson or Lisa Carstairs—but I wanted him to know. To his I added a brief note: "Sorry, we thought better of all but the first letter of Jeremiah. JEC." He'd get a kick out of it.I wondered idly if he'd try to match my. Will you phone me as soon as you can to let me know if there’s a problem.”By ten there had been no reply and David initially thought she would probably arrive very early the next morning as she often did mid-week, but it worried him that she had not replied to his voicemail.He phoned her again.“Celia, please let me know if you’re going to be here tomorrow morning. If you’re ill or unable to make it, I need to make arrangements with work.”By eleven thirty there had been no reply, and David began. I was like a dog in heat, insatiable for his touch and sexual prowess! We got out of the car and he pointed to the ground. I immediately assumed the position and we began walking. He led me to a tree and said you must need to relieve yourself slave. I did need to pee and did not hesitate to obey his suggestion. I felt nasty and disgusting peeing by a tree in a park in broad daylight, but, I really needed to go. So I pee’d freely for the first time since waking up. This time he patted my bare. I had spanked her ass, slapped her cunt. All the time I denied her an orgasm. She had to wait ... for permission.Finally, after giving me two mind-numbing blowjobs, she had gotten me hard again with her tongue, hands and a little mouthwash. Now, she was done waiting. Every inch of her is pulling my dick to her hot pussy. Her legs are wrapped around me. Her hands are clawing at my ass. Her pelvis is bucking up to find the hard penetration she needs.She is powerful -- in body and in mind. I.