Please remove your coverall, Dianne, so they can see what they have to play with.? When I did so and stood before them naked except for my ‘whore’...s collar’ as it became known, a collective gasp and murmurs of disgust went up when they saw the extent of my bruising and all the cane and strap marks that still showed very clearly. Kate, my teenaged daughter, ran forward and hugged me and cried into my breasts until David gently sat her down. At least one of my family had sympathy for my plight.?I. I could hear them in the bathroom doing their thing in the shower. The whole time picturing how they would look in that type of underwear, which got my blood flowing. It surprised me when I picked them up as I had never been the panty sniffer type, until now I guess. I held them up to my nose and sniffed in the intense musky aroma, which gave me an instant hard on. I heard the water stop and dropped the panties back into the basket heading back to my room. I guess in my rush I had not. He was too old to survive prison and probably too well known to leave the country if the ports of entry had been forewarned.Nella came into the room, still dressed in one of the thin kimonos that she wore around the apartment. He'd made love to her all afternoon, savouring the last time he would use her body. She had brought him much happiness over the years and what he intended to do to her gave him great regret."You want something?" she asked, still glowing from their earlier encounter."Yes,. His lips tickled Penelope’s. His tongue released itself, swiping the line between her upper and lower lip. As if on cue, her lips slightly parted themselves, allowing Henry’s tongue to dive in. With this kiss, Penelope tilted her head back into the worn fabric of the chair, releasing a soft moan into Henry’s open mouth. He took this opportunity to sweep his kisses all around her jawline, slowly inching downward. His lips fluttered against her neck, her shoulder, her collarbone. They tiptoed.