She had already told me that she wanted to be spanked to the point she cried and nothing else, that she wanted to be shamed for acting like such a slu...t. This was perfect for me because I could combine both of her fantasies. She could be a slut and get the punishment she craved. She agreed to meet me in at a local grocery store, and although she had seen my picture as part of the spanking fantasy, she didn’t want to see the person that would be “r****g” her. I knew what she looked like and. It’s not a common name, but it is not so rare either,” Jukar warned.“I suspect with Jude involved, this Dutoq will be one and the same as this mysterious Magicien you know of,” Róisín replied with a slight giggle.“Yes, he doesn’t do coincidences,” Morgana added with a gentle smile.“Wonder if this Comte knew ... then again, he didn’t seem the type. I suspect he just wanted Clarence away from Jucaarta,” I mused.“More than likely, John. Someone handing power over to the lower classes wouldn’t. He loves nothing more than the anticipation of another man fucking his wife. On the day of my date I told my hubby to shave my pussy smooth for the pilot to enjoy. When I was done dressing my hubby drove me to the Embassy Suites to be fucked. I knew hubby wanted to come up with me and watch as the pilot fucked me but I told him no! I did not want the pilot distracted by hubby jacking off on the sofa as he fucked me for the first time. So I told hubby he had to stay in the car and wait for me. I rolled a few times and the sari was out of my body. He came forward and started to unbutton my blouse, removed them, followed by my bra, petticoat, and underwear. Within two minutes I was all naked. My clothes were hanging on the window hook. He didn’t take a minute to remove his clothes.I was pushed on the wall. He kept his weight on me, kissing me full mouth, holding my boobs in his palms, crushing them hard. He progressed his hand on my hips, squeezed them hard. My bums were treated in the.