A glance about the processional failed to uncover weapons of any kind—unless they were hidden beneath the food, or tables and chairs, prior to leavi...ng the village. Rebecca wondered where the village was located, and what it looked like.Standing with the assistance of his lead bearers, the chief steadied himself and then irritability shook them off. He made the forehead to lips to chest greeting, while the bearers took up residence beside him with their heads bowed, and hands clasped behind. Frank cracked his hand down again. Yes! I gasped, my eyes widening. The stinging pain shot right from my plump ass to my wet pussy. Punish me! I was so bad. Crack! How were you bad? Frank groaned. I bent over and flashed the delivery man my naked ass and pussy, I purred. Crack! Delight shuddered through me. Thats bad, Frank agreed. His cock was iron beneath my stomach. Then I sucked his cock. I had to to get my package. But that was bad. Crack! So bad! Frank groaned. And did you like sucking. Like a goddess. She whimpered as she watched from her knees as the victor walked across the ring, moving to the corner and flashing AJ an evil smile as she leaned back against the turnbuckle. The smile made AJ instantly blush. She felt like a schoolgirl who'd been caught gawking at the teacher."Come over here. Worship my tits." Ordered Bayley, though her voice still kept that sweet bubbly tone. AJ whimpered and quickly hurried over to Bayley's corner. She admired the woman's tits for a while,. But for a moment her life had not felt grey, had it? Shaking her head, Joan laughed at herself. Here she was, forty years old, responsible, respectable, wife and mother of three, and entertaining thoughts of contacting an old love. Without even thinking about it, she realized that was exactly what she had been considering. The thought shocked her. She went back to the kitchen and made a sandwich. Sitting at the island, facing the window, the greyness confronted her again. Even the sandwich.