Of course, no marriages officially existed or could exist between the indentured and anyone unindentured.This was one of Chandler’s reasons for his ...condition, as it would prevent any useless talk of matrimony on Brandy’s part. He had no desire to take that plunge in the least, preferring to sleep with other men’s wives and slaves of late ... he was neither Dom nor sub, but more of a voyeur about things sadomasochistic in nature, preferring to view them from a safe and yet enticing distance.. :D MC trips over a tree root, and goes sprawling (I bet no one saw that coming, yeah right!!:rolleyes:) So I catch her up pretty quick. She's on her knees, her breasts are hanging free, well, breasts, doesn't do them justice, melons is more like it, humongous ripe melons!! Her shirt is pretty much ripped to shreds from the trees (uh-huh!) She's more or less naked now, I see everything, I get right up to her, I think I’ve finally got the bitch, and raise the axe. That’s when the lesbo slut rips. Every now and again I look over it to stare at the guy who I would love to tie down and fuck over and over. In my peripherals I could swear he was checking me out too, I saw him stare me up and down checking out my curves and possibly trying to see my ink up my skirt. The train finally slowed to a halt and I stood up to get my things to head home but before I left I saw the guy give me the same devilish smirk from before. I grinned at him and said, “Call me”, as I handed him my number and. Harry, after losing the grip from her pussy, continued fucking her. She kept moaning:”Fuck me, fuck me, I am your whore now!!” Changing positions, Harry lay down on his back and told her to ride him. This way he could play with her lovely breasts while she rode his monster. He took both breasts in his hands and squeezed them hard. Her nipples were rock-hard and he bit on them, earning another moan. Playing with her nipples, he squeezed one of them and took the other one in his mouth. Overcome.