" Okay, well, Chad tried getting me into them, but I just didn't get it. Anyway it'll be good to see him. So where are we going for dinner?"Heather's ...smile turned nervous. "I told him we'd cook."At first, Gregg just smiled, patting her gently on the behind. "No, seriously, where do you want to go?" When her expression didn't change, Gregg stared in disbelief. "What? I don't know how to cook! And I KNOW you don't..." I've got a Betty Crocker book here somewhere. How hard could it be? We'll chop. Filled and fucked constantly, constantly.Dominica was lying on the bed, propped up against pillows at the headboard, reading a book, her right hand gently caressing the front of her thigh. The slave approached the side of the bed, then bowed her head till it touched the floor, awaiting Mistress' next command. She tried not to think about the thick plug in her ass -- but when she drifted, her sphincter relaxed, and the plug shifted position, stimulating her again, causing her to tighten the. Sara wriggled and moaned, her body naturally falling into the rhythm of the fucking she was receiving, becoming more compliant. It ended up helping her, because when she had a new sensation to concentrate on she started to relax, and as her body relaxed, her ass stopped cramping and hurting as much.Feeling her movements, Altaf redoubled his efforts, enjoying the sensation of the slick glide of his dick in and out of her tight hole, feeling the eyes of her hubby watching, indulging in Sara's. I cradled her face, kissing her cheeks as I looked into her eyes. "Are you okay baby?" I ask worried."Im fine daddy." she says as I wipe away one of her tears."Then whats this?" I ask brushing away her hair over her forehead to see a mark from one of the rocks. It was dripping blood."Its nothing.." she says as she pushes my hand away. I sit her up and grab a bottle of water and a Band-Aid I found in the glove box."Sit still baby." I say as I gently drip water into the wound, making her wince. I.