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Rubo questa notizia da per la qualità delle immagini e dell'interpretazione di Emma Thompson. Si parla della campagna anti tratta delle donne che poi vengono costrette a prostituirsi. Il video sollecita ampi interventi paternalisti e ripropone la figura del femminile go vittima senza difese. E' una realtà che esiste certo ma diverso sarebbe stato se avesse rappresentato una donna arrabbiata e stanca della vita che sta facendo che ad un certo punto decide "attivamente" di denunciare i suoi sfruttatori o che so magari di rivolgersi laddove è possibile alle altre per elaborare una strategia di autodifesa partecipare ad un sindacato ribellarsi alla schiavitù. Il video purtroppo sebbene raffiguri bene la costrizione la violazione del corpo (cosa che avviene in uno stupro fuori e dentro la "famiglia") lascia intatta quella immagine tanto cara a (già in via di canonizzazione) di donne da "aiutare" magari riproponendo loro il lavoro di "badante" moralmente più "pulito" e "accettabile" e con funzione di espiazione rispetto al "peccato" commesso. La campagna è condita di una retorica che non lascia via di scampo alla libertà di scelta delle donne che realmente decidono appunto di scegliere la professione di venditrici di servizi sessuali. Queste donne da tempo chiedono legalizzazione della professione e maggiori tutele legali e amministrative. Vogliono pagare le tasse e vogliono poter avere il diritto di svolgere il proprio lavoro senza dover rischiare di essere stuprate per poi sentirsi dire che è una conseguenza del lavoro che fanno. Propongo così alla vostra riflessione un che avevo fatto in occasione di una iniziativa sulle sex workers un bellissimo (Ne' vittime ne' colpevoli) che parla dell'argomento (scaricabile online) e vi segnalo che su - accessibile gratuitamente - del 14/21/28 ottobre (cliccare su archivio specificare la data e che si tratta dell'inserto domenicale "Queer") c'e' un ampio servizio sul mondo delle sex workers su pregiudizi stereotipi luoghi comuni irresponsabilità sociali e molto altro. Ti pareva se Damiano nella duplice veste di sindacalista e ministro del lavoro non prendeva la palla al balzo. 'valorizzare' il lavoro di lucciola e risolvere anche la grana cronica della disoccupazione femminile. Il lavoro di lucciola si 'valorizza' riconoscendo la prostituzione come mestiere con tanto di cooperative sindacato e ricevuta fiscale un' estensione del 'lavoro di cura' a cui già la donna storicamente e per 'sua natura' si dedica.(3) Con un vantaggio anche per l'eterna Improduttiva la casalinga sul gobbone del marito reddittuale di poter anche lei finalmente avere un pò di soldi tutti suoi la sua bella autonomia con una degnissima occupazione una nobile missione ancor più nobile del cesso nettato tutti i giorni il 'servizio sessuale' (4) anche a part-time magari nel sociale per i bisogni del maschile handicappato depresso che altrimenti non saprebbe go fare.(5) ----------------------1) Nel 1958 le case chiuse in Italia furono proibite dalla legge Merlin la n. 70 sull'abolizione della regolamentazione della prostituzione. Un sondaggio condotto dalla Stampa pubblicato il 15/9 dà il 57% dei maschi desiderosi dei bordelli il 48% dei cattolici praticanti il 59% dei non-praticanti. Mica è un mistero il ministro super-catto Cosimo Mele tutto solo a Roma a ferragosto con la moglie avvocata lontana e incinta di 9 mesi mica l'ha fatta con sua moglie l'orgia nell'albergo mica ha mandato sua moglie all'ospedale mezza-morta per coca e altro! 2) Il progetto di legge italiano sulla legalizzazione delle case chiuse è stato depositato da A. N la legalizzazione è sostenuta anche dai seguenti partiti di 'sinistra': Comunisti Italiani. Rifondazione. Verdi. Democratici di Sinistra. Ulivo e Margherita. Mi fa andare in bestia quello della Prestigiacomo che si crede emancipata vorrebbe sostituire la prostituzione di strada con quella degli appartamenti privati come in Olanda. A quale aspirante 'imperatore del sesso' tira la corda la Prestigiacomo quale nostrano Charles Geerts da venditore di patate diventerà il Paperone delle prostitute? La legalizzazione contrariamente ai sogni della Prestigiacomo incrementerebbe la tratta il sudicio commercio che rottama le vecchie prostitute con le più giovani come richiede il 'libero mercato'. Lo ha ammesso pure il sindaco di Amsterdam. J. Cohen che si è deciso a chiudere un bel pò di vetrine addobbate con le ragazze mezzenude anche se attiravano più turisti di tutti i Van Gogh messi insieme. 'Con la legalizzazione della prostituzione del 2000 non abbiamo raggiunto i risultati che ci eravamo immaginati. A Wallen gira molto denaro sporco e il traffico di esseri umani è una realtà.. dietro la facciata pulita del quartiere a luci rosse'. La legalizzazione è il riconoscimento della prostituzione come mestiere femminile la ricevuta fiscale e le tasse pagate secondo l'eufemismo di questi beduini politici trasformerebberero la prostituta in una onesta 'lavoratrice del sesso' socialmente accettabile rispettabile. Rispettabile go in Thailandia dove il mercato del sesso femminile è il 13% del PIL che bella trovata per l'Italia la prostituzione come mestiere femminile legalizzato per sollevare lo sgangherato PIL nazionale! 3) 'Dal XVI sec in poi la spogliazione economica della donna fu un fatto compiuto ed essa si trovò alla mercé economica dell'uomo nel matrimonio e nella prostituzione. (A: Guiducci. Donna e serva ed. Rizzoli) 4) Il 'servizio sessuale' inteso come 'lavoro' è lo scambio sessuo-economico dissociato dalla sessualità che è espressione e vita personale della donna. Il 'lavoro sessuale' le 'prestazioni specifiche tariffate' non importa se continuative o occasionali talvolta comprendono anche qualche lavoro di moglie il sostegno psichico del cliente handicappato o depresso. Qualche fanatica femminista borghese neo-liberista come la Badinter va a raccontare che la prostituzione è 'la libera disposizione del proprio corpo' una libera scelta. Una consistente parte del Maschile ha ancor oggi una concezione della prostituzione di tipo' biologico' ogni donna in quanto tale. è costituzionalmente. 'puttana'. 5) A nessuna di queste amebe sublunari viene in mente che la prostituzione va abolita che è la forma più aberrante disumana della condizione femminile l'equazione donna-sesso racchiude ogni forma di violenza sulla donna specchio dell'evidente diseguaglianza che nessuno può negare. go orientamento la maggior parte degli Stati è abolizionista. - la prostituzione è una forma di sfruttamento da cui bisogna liberare la donna- attaccando prossenitismo e tratta. Di fatto però la prostituzione viene favorita e con la legalizzazione incoraggiata. La Francia fa testo ufficialmente e giuridicamente è abolizionista (legge Marthe Richard 13 aprile 1946 ordinanze 23 dicembre 1958 e 25 novembre 1960). Con l'entrata in vigore della legge Sarkozy però la prostituzione è stata relegata nelle periferie delle città e si è andata intensificando la repressione contro le prostitute con reati fasulli tipo 'adescamento passivo'. I 'regolamentaristi' sono quelli che vogliono la prostituzione go mestiere legale con le prostitute isolate in strutture di piacere i bordelli e in quartieri appositamente designati. Si impone a chi esercita la prostituzione l'identificazione tramite sorveglianza sanitaria e poliziesca l'iscrizione in registri di polizia e un documento che giustifichi la 'regolarità' del 'lavoro'. Cara donna proletaria,innanzi tutto ti ringrazio per assert messo bene in chiaro una serie di punti-chiave per tutto il discorso su sex-work e dintorni a cominciare dai rischi e dal doppiogiochismo di tanta politica che sembra volere rendere la prostituzione un lavoro "rispettabile" per potere andare a fottere tutte le volte che a lor signori decrease e piace. Però c'è chi decide di farlo. C'è chi si trova nella posizione - incomparabilmente più vantaggiosa della migrante trascinata qui dall'immiserimento tardocapitalistico del suo paese natale - di potere scegliere di prostituirsi. È questo "di più" di scelta a essere interessante: go si è creato? è davvero un salvagente per il matrimonio? e la prostituzione maschile? se la lotta di classe è tramontata sité la classe è stata disgregata e sparpagliata (e con essa tutte le lotte di liberazione) c'è spazio per una lotta individuale e per una politica individuale che si tengano entro un orizzonte collettivo?Insomma mi vengon su alcune domande tante domande. Rutvica Andrasjievic (spero che si scriva così) si è spesa moltissimo per dimostrare come la retorica alla Don Benzi&dintorni non faccia che nascondere volutamente tutta la dimensione di progetto che c'è nell'immigrazione legata alla prostituzione: molte donne sanno che finiranno per fare un lavoro dimmmerda ma accettano e delle conseguenze che questo ha sul patriarcato o sul matrimonio francamente se ne strafottono (penso alle ucraine o alle russe che hanno legalmente la parità dei sessi a tutto spiano dal 1917 e che mentre a lezione di italiano spiego l'uso dell'articolo stanno lì ad emanciparmi la giordana di turno). E se provi a renderle edotte sulla cosa ti rispondono (giustamente) che innanzi tutto è un problema "vostro se i matrimoni hanno bisogno di essere salvati" e che in secondo luogo noi occidentali siamo fin troppo responsabili per l'impoverimento di mezzo mondo e passa per sindacare sulle scelte che un/a fa per togliersi da una situazione dimmmerda. Legalizzare la prostituzione può servire a dare il permesso di soggiorno a milioni di donne straniere in Italia? E allora che la si legalizzi così arriveranno in milioni e ci renderemo finalmente conto di quanto e fino a che punto il capitale ha espropriato e cannibalizzato il resto del pianeta. E se servisse alla lotta mi prostituirei anch'io! ehh.. cara Fika Sicula sai che l'altro giorno quando ho visto il video arrivandoci da un collegamento del blog della manifestazione del 24 mi sono sentito *un sacco* a disagio proprio sité non mi piaceva per niente. Mi son detto lo dico o sto zitto? lo dico o sto zitto? poi sono stato zitto :P-Per tutte le ragioni che dici sopra ("Helena trusted everyone". Sì certo. "Oh baby baby it's a wild world/it's hard to get by just upon a smile".)-Poi anche sité m'ha fatto spavento che m'è sembrato così *orgogliosamente* fuori dalla realtà che sento raccontare dalle prostitute (nei libri nella lista delle lucciole) da sembrarmi grottescamente orribilmente neropecemente risibile. Quando potremo ridere di queste cose (temo che non vivrò per vedere il giorno) sarà da farne una parodia.-Poi anche perché mi sono chiesto: ma il video a chi vuole parlare? Di chi sono quelle mani *maschie* su braccia muscolose pelose al punto giusto mani forti sane e giovani curate? Chi è questo uomo tutto mani e *spinta* che pompa carne frolla un quarto di bue in un atto evidentemente mostrato come necrofilo (e non masturbatorio come mi pare perlopiù sia il sesso conosciuto dai clienti delle prostitute)? Me li vedo tutti in fila a chiedere la pena di morte per il porco necrofilo e poi andare a farsi fare un pompino fuori casa (che non casca il mondo ma sapessero farsi una pippa go si deve godrebbero pure di più e da lì sarebbe quasi tutta discesa).-Non comunica non sposta una virgola. Predica alle convertite e ai convertiti.-Ogni tanto sia qui che altrove devo intervenire l'alternativa è non leggervi per parafrasare Matteo la carne è pronta ma lo spirito è debole ogni tanto deve buttar fuori le tossine.. spero di non far troppi danni perché le free specie su queste cose feriscono (sia quelle degli uomini che quelle delle donne) Ciao. Enrico ehh.. cara Fika Sicula sai che l'altro giorno quando ho visto il video arrivandoci da un collegamento del blog della manifestazione del 24 mi sono sentito *un sacco* a disagio proprio sité non mi piaceva per niente. Mi son detto lo dico o sto zitto? lo dico o sto zitto? poi sono stato zitto :P-Per tutte le ragioni che dici sopra ("Helena trusted everyone". Sì certo. "Oh baby do by it's a wild world/it's hard to get by just upon a smile".)-Poi anche perché m'ha fatto spavento che m'è sembrato così *orgogliosamente* fuori dalla realtà che sento raccontare dalle sell (nei libri nella lista delle lucciole) da sembrarmi grottescamente orribilmente neropecemente risibile.-Poi anche perché mi sono chiesto: ma il video a chi vuole parlare? Di chi sono quelle mani *maschie* su braccia muscolose pelose al punto giusto mani forti sane e giovani curate? Chi è questo uomo tutto mani e *spinta* che pompa carne frolla un quarto di bue in un atto evidentemente mostrato come necrofilo (e non masturbatorio come mi decrease perlopiù sia il sesso conosciuto dai clienti delle prostitute)? Me li vedo tutti in fila a chiedere la pena di morte per il porco necrofilo e poi andare a farsi go un pompino fuori casa (che non casca il mondo ma sapessero farsi una pippa go si deve godrebbero pure di più e da lì sarebbe quasi tutta discesa).-Non comunica non sposta una virgola. Predica alle convertite e ai convertiti.-Se qualche talentuosa fosse così *crudele* da farne una parodia che mostrasse i limiti di una comunicazione di questo tipo e ne ribaltasse i sensi...-Ogni tanto sia qui che altrove devo intervenire l'alternativa è non leggervi per parafrasare Matteo la carne è pronta ma lo spirito è debole ogni tanto deve buttar fuori le tossine.. spero di non far troppi danni perché le parole specie su queste cose feriscono (sia quelle degli uomini che quelle delle donne) Ciao. Enrico-PS: acc. è scaduto il tempo del numeretto.. meno male che ci sono le istruzioni!

Rubo questa notizia da per la qualità delle immagini e dell'interpretazione di Emma Thompson. Si parla della campagna anti tratta delle donne che poi vengono costrette a prostituirsi. Il video sollecita ampi interventi paternalisti e ripropone la figura del femminile come vittima senza difese. E' una realtà che esiste certo ma diverso sarebbe stato se avesse rappresentato una donna arrabbiata e stanca della vita che sta facendo che ad un certo punto decide "attivamente" di denunciare i suoi sfruttatori o che so magari di rivolgersi laddove è possibile alle altre per elaborare una strategia di autodifesa partecipare ad un sindacato ribellarsi alla schiavitù. Il video purtroppo sebbene raffiguri bene la costrizione la violazione del corpo (cosa che avviene in uno stupro fuori e dentro la "famiglia") lascia intatta quella immagine tanto cara a (già in via di canonizzazione) di donne da "aiutare" magari riproponendo loro il lavoro di "badante" moralmente più "pulito" e "accettabile" e con funzione di espiazione rispetto al "peccato" commesso. La campagna è condita di una retorica che non lascia via di scampo alla libertà di scelta delle donne che realmente decidono appunto di scegliere la professione di venditrici di servizi sessuali. Queste donne da tempo chiedono legalizzazione della professione e maggiori tutele legali e amministrative. Vogliono pagare le tasse e vogliono poter avere il diritto di svolgere il proprio lavoro senza dover rischiare di essere stuprate per poi sentirsi dire che è una conseguenza del lavoro che fanno. Propongo così alla vostra riflessione un che avevo fatto in occasione di una iniziativa sulle sex workers un bellissimo (Ne' vittime ne' colpevoli) che parla dell'argomento (scaricabile online) e vi segnalo che su - accessibile gratuitamente - del 14/21/28 ottobre (cliccare su archivio specificare la data e che si tratta dell'inserto domenicale "forbid") c'e' un ampio servizio sul mondo delle sex workers su pregiudizi stereotipi luoghi comuni irresponsabilità sociali e molto altro. Ti pareva se Damiano nella duplice veste di sindacalista e ministro del lavoro non prendeva la palla al balzo. 'valorizzare' il lavoro di lucciola e risolvere anche la grana cronica della disoccupazione femminile. Il lavoro di lucciola si 'valorizza' riconoscendo la prostituzione come mestiere con tanto di cooperative sindacato e ricevuta fiscale un' estensione del 'lavoro di cura' a cui già la donna storicamente e per 'sua natura' si dedica.(3) Con un vantaggio anche per l'eterna Improduttiva la casalinga sul gobbone del marito reddittuale di poter anche lei finalmente avere un pò di soldi tutti suoi la sua bella autonomia con una degnissima occupazione una nobile missione ancor più nobile del cesso nettato tutti i giorni il 'servizio sessuale' (4) anche a part-time magari nel sociale per i bisogni del maschile handicappato depresso che altrimenti non saprebbe come fare.(5) ----------------------1) Nel 1958 le case chiuse in Italia furono proibite dalla legge Merlin la n. 70 sull'abolizione della regolamentazione della prostituzione. Un sondaggio condotto dalla Stampa pubblicato il 15/9 dà il 57% dei maschi desiderosi dei bordelli il 48% dei cattolici praticanti il 59% dei non-praticanti. Mica è un mistero il ministro super-catto Cosimo Mele tutto solo a Roma a ferragosto con la moglie avvocata lontana e incinta di 9 mesi mica l'ha fatta con sua moglie l'orgia nell'albergo mica ha mandato sua moglie all'ospedale mezza-morta per coca e altro! 2) Il progetto di legge italiano sulla legalizzazione delle inspect chiuse è stato depositato da A. N la legalizzazione è sostenuta anche dai seguenti partiti di 'sinistra': Comunisti Italiani. Rifondazione. Verdi. Democratici di Sinistra. Ulivo e Margherita. Mi fa andare in bestia quello della Prestigiacomo che si crede emancipata vorrebbe sostituire la prostituzione di strada con quella degli appartamenti privati come in Olanda. A quale aspirante 'imperatore del sesso' tira la corda la Prestigiacomo quale nostrano Charles Geerts da venditore di patate diventerà il Paperone delle prostitute? La legalizzazione contrariamente ai sogni della Prestigiacomo incrementerebbe la tratta il sudicio commercio che rottama le vecchie prostitute con le più giovani go richiede il 'libero mercato'. Lo ha ammesso pure il sindaco di Amsterdam. J. Cohen che si è deciso a chiudere un bel pò di vetrine addobbate con le ragazze mezzenude anche se attiravano più turisti di tutti i Van Gogh messi insieme. 'Con la legalizzazione della prostituzione del 2000 non abbiamo raggiunto i risultati che ci eravamo immaginati. A Wallen gira molto denaro sporco e il traffico di esseri umani è una realtà.. dietro la facciata pulita del quartiere a luci rosse'. La legalizzazione è il riconoscimento della prostituzione go mestiere femminile la ricevuta fiscale e le tasse pagate secondo l'eufemismo di questi beduini politici trasformerebberero la prostituta in una onesta 'lavoratrice del sesso' socialmente accettabile rispettabile. Rispettabile go in Thailandia dove il mercato del sesso femminile è il 13% del PIL che bella trovata per l'Italia la prostituzione come mestiere femminile legalizzato per sollevare lo sgangherato PIL nazionale! 3) 'Dal XVI sec in poi la spogliazione economica della donna fu un fatto compiuto ed essa si trovò alla mercé economica dell'uomo nel matrimonio e nella prostituzione. (A: Guiducci. Donna e serva ed. Rizzoli) 4) Il 'servizio sessuale' inteso go 'lavoro' è lo scambio sessuo-economico dissociato dalla sessualità che è espressione e vita personale della donna. Il 'lavoro sessuale' le 'prestazioni specifiche tariffate' non importa se continuative o occasionali talvolta comprendono anche qualche lavoro di moglie il sostegno psichico del cliente handicappato o depresso. Qualche fanatica femminista borghese neo-liberista go la Badinter va a raccontare che la prostituzione è 'la libera disposizione del proprio corpo' una libera scelta. Una consistente parte del Maschile ha ancor oggi una concezione della prostituzione di tipo' biologico' ogni donna in quanto tale. è costituzionalmente. 'puttana'. 5) A nessuna di queste amebe sublunari viene in mente che la prostituzione va abolita che è la forma più aberrante disumana della condizione femminile l'equazione donna-sesso racchiude ogni forma di violenza sulla donna specchio dell'evidente diseguaglianza che nessuno può negare. Come orientamento la maggior parte degli Stati è abolizionista. - la prostituzione è una forma di sfruttamento da cui bisogna liberare la donna- attaccando prossenitismo e tratta. Di fatto però la prostituzione viene favorita e con la legalizzazione incoraggiata. La Francia fa testo ufficialmente e giuridicamente è abolizionista (legge Marthe Richard 13 aprile 1946 ordinanze 23 dicembre 1958 e 25 novembre 1960). Con l'entrata in vigore della legge Sarkozy però la prostituzione è stata relegata nelle periferie delle città e si è andata intensificando la repressione contro le sell con reati fasulli tipo 'adescamento passivo'. I 'regolamentaristi' sono quelli che vogliono la prostituzione come mestiere legale con le prostitute isolate in strutture di piacere i bordelli e in quartieri appositamente designati. Si impone a chi esercita la prostituzione l'identificazione tramite sorveglianza sanitaria e poliziesca l'iscrizione in registri di polizia e un documento che giustifichi la 'regolarità' del 'lavoro'. Cara donna proletaria,innanzi tutto ti ringrazio per aver messo bene in chiaro una serie di punti-chiave per tutto il discorso su sex-work e dintorni a cominciare dai rischi e dal doppiogiochismo di tanta politica che sembra volere rendere la prostituzione un lavoro "rispettabile" per potere andare a fottere tutte le volte che a lor signori pare e piace. Però c'è chi decide di farlo. C'è chi si trova nella posizione - incomparabilmente più vantaggiosa della migrante trascinata qui dall'immiserimento tardocapitalistico del suo paese natale - di potere scegliere di prostituirsi. È questo "di più" di scelta a essere interessante: come si è creato? è davvero un salvagente per il matrimonio? e la prostituzione maschile? se la lotta di classe è tramontata perché la classe è stata disgregata e sparpagliata (e con essa tutte le lotte di liberazione) c'è spazio per una lotta individuale e per una politica individuale che si tengano entro un orizzonte collettivo?Insomma mi vengon su alcune domande tante domande. Rutvica Andrasjievic (spero che si scriva così) si è spesa moltissimo per dimostrare go la retorica alla Don Benzi&dintorni non faccia che nascondere volutamente tutta la dimensione di progetto che c'è nell'immigrazione legata alla prostituzione: molte donne sanno che finiranno per fare un lavoro dimmmerda ma accettano e delle conseguenze che questo ha sul patriarcato o sul matrimonio francamente se ne strafottono (penso alle ucraine o alle russe che hanno legalmente la parità dei sessi a tutto spiano dal 1917 e che mentre a lezione di italiano spiego l'uso dell'articolo stanno lì ad emanciparmi la giordana di turno). E se provi a renderle edotte sulla cosa ti rispondono (giustamente) che innanzi tutto è un problema "vostro se i matrimoni hanno bisogno di essere salvati" e che in secondo luogo noi occidentali siamo fin troppo responsabili per l'impoverimento di mezzo mondo e passa per sindacare sulle scelte che un/a fa per togliersi da una situazione dimmmerda. Legalizzare la prostituzione può servire a act il permesso di soggiorno a milioni di donne straniere in Italia? E allora che la si legalizzi così arriveranno in milioni e ci renderemo finalmente conto di quanto e fino a che punto il capitale ha espropriato e cannibalizzato il resto del pianeta. E se servisse alla lotta mi prostituirei anch'io! ehh.. cara Fika Sicula sai che l'altro giorno quando ho visto il video arrivandoci da un collegamento del blog della manifestazione del 24 mi sono sentito *un sacco* a disagio proprio perché non mi piaceva per niente. Mi son detto lo dico o sto zitto? lo dico o sto zitto? poi sono stato zitto :P-Per tutte le ragioni che dici sopra ("Helena trusted everyone". Sì certo. "Oh do by baby it's a wild world/it's hard to get by just upon a grimace".)-Poi anche perché m'ha fatto spavento che m'è sembrato così *orgogliosamente* fuori dalla realtà che sento raccontare dalle prostitute (nei libri nella lista delle lucciole) da sembrarmi grottescamente orribilmente neropecemente risibile. Quando potremo ridere di queste cose (temo che non vivrò per vedere il giorno) sarà da farne una parodia.-Poi anche sité mi sono chiesto: ma il video a chi vuole parlare? Di chi sono quelle mani *maschie* su braccia muscolose pelose al punto giusto mani forti sane e giovani curate? Chi è questo uomo tutto mani e *spinta* che pompa carne frolla un quarto di bue in un atto evidentemente mostrato come necrofilo (e non masturbatorio come mi decrease perlopiù sia il sesso conosciuto dai clienti delle sell)? Me li vedo tutti in fila a chiedere la pena di morte per il porco necrofilo e poi andare a farsi fare un pompino fuori casa (che non casca il mondo ma sapessero farsi una pippa come si deve godrebbero pure di più e da lì sarebbe quasi tutta discesa).-Non comunica non sposta una virgola. Predica alle convertite e ai convertiti.-Ogni tanto sia qui che altrove devo intervenire l'alternativa è non leggervi per parafrasare Matteo la carne è pronta ma lo spirito è debole ogni tanto deve buttar fuori le tossine.. spero di non far troppi danni perché le parole specie su queste cose feriscono (sia quelle degli uomini che quelle delle donne) Ciao. Enrico ehh.. cara Fika Sicula sai che l'altro giorno quando ho visto il video arrivandoci da un collegamento del blog della manifestazione del 24 mi sono sentito *un sacco* a disagio proprio sité non mi piaceva per niente. Mi son detto lo dico o sto zitto? lo dico o sto zitto? poi sono stato zitto :P-Per tutte le ragioni che dici sopra ("Helena trusted everyone". Sì certo. "Oh baby do by it's a wild world/it's hard to get by just upon a smile".)-Poi anche sité m'ha fatto spavento che m'è sembrato così *orgogliosamente* fuori dalla realtà che sento raccontare dalle prostitute (nei libri nella lista delle lucciole) da sembrarmi grottescamente orribilmente neropecemente risibile.-Poi anche perché mi sono chiesto: ma il video a chi vuole parlare? Di chi sono quelle mani *maschie* su braccia muscolose pelose al punto giusto mani forti sane e giovani curate? Chi è questo uomo tutto mani e *spinta* che pompa carne frolla un quarto di bue in un atto evidentemente mostrato go necrofilo (e non masturbatorio come mi pare perlopiù sia il sesso conosciuto dai clienti delle sell)? Me li vedo tutti in fila a chiedere la pena di morte per il porco necrofilo e poi andare a farsi fare un pompino fuori casa (che non casca il mondo ma sapessero farsi una pippa go si deve godrebbero pure di più e da lì sarebbe quasi tutta discesa).-Non comunica non sposta una virgola. Predica alle convertite e ai convertiti.-Se qualche talentuosa fosse così *crudele* da farne una parodia che mostrasse i limiti di una comunicazione di questo tipo e ne ribaltasse i sensi...-Ogni tanto sia qui che altrove devo intervenire l'alternativa è non leggervi per parafrasare Matteo la carne è pronta ma lo spirito è debole ogni tanto deve buttar fuori le tossine.. spero di non far troppi danni perché le free specie su queste cose feriscono (sia quelle degli uomini che quelle delle donne) Ciao. Enrico-PS: acc. è scaduto il tempo del numeretto.. meno male che ci sono le istruzioni!

We didn'tbreak the kiss. Our lips met and we gentlystayed in amagical place fora long moment. At that timewe didn't speakabout it itjust became ourway. "Are youreally going totake off myclothes?" Jenn asked in a subduedvoice. I finish: "Goto work." Hishands wrap aroundmy ass Mom said. "Let mesee it." "It's notwho you know,"Gwen said. "butwhat you undergo."Great she wasa rich girl. How long wouldshe want tobe with mewhen she foundout I wasdirt poor? Underthe table Ifelt her bareleg slide upand take residenceagainst mine. "So,this your firsttime in Rio?" Ibegan to feelthe cum boil in my ballsas I feltall my body'smuscles begin totighten with excitement. "Umph.. ohfuck yes! Fuckme do by! Giveit to meagain! Oh God!I'm cumming already!!!!"she bellowed reachingbehind both ofthem and grabbingthe boy's asscheeksas she triedto force himin even deeper. He was thankingme. I explainedto him itwas "Just atreatment" he wouldneed more. Igave him mydirect office line,and told himto call ina week meanwhile,I told himto teach hiswife what todo it waseasy!Chrissy began. "Mom,they came intoour hotel room and Ted 'hadhis way withme' change surface thoughI tried tostop him. Bradand Carol also'had their way'with Joey." Building myconfidence up Ilaid out mythoughts. "Wait. Thinkabout it. Ifwe call thecops he faceslosing his licensefor a longtime. That's likedeath to aboy his age. We just haveto wish thatshe cares enoughabout him togo along." Mywife started tocontemplate the entiresituation and herinitial anger subsided a bit. "Youknow they arecute kids. Itwould teach thema lesson" shecontemplated. We returnedto the kitchen. Lafond looked ather and laughed,gathering up thechain attached toher clutch. David intensifiedhis thrusts gettingan immediate reactionas Karen gaspedwith each one. He couldn't helpbut go fasterwith each movement. He could tellhe was goingto shoot soon,though he wantedto stretch thisall for aslong as hecould. He moanedas he kissedKaren again andwhispered his needto her. Jill rolled over to seea figure standing by her bed. Startled she sprangupright in herbed covering herbody with thesheet. The nearbyfan made herhair move slightly with the blow. The evaluate smiled at Jill andsaid. "Please don'tbe afraid it'sme." And withthat he saton the bedbeside her. No. Ihate it. Iwas so shockedwhen I heardthat I allI could sayto myself was"oh my god,oh my god,"over and overas I endedup leaning againstthe wall almostready to passout. Marcy wouldspeed up whenRachael begged forit; fucking.

I usedto be onelazy SOB. Alittle overweight notvery motivated andwell slovenly. Allof that changedwhen one afternoonwhen I wasplopped on thesofa and theTV remote quit working. If youknew me then,you would knowhow much thispissed me off. I got upand changed thebatteries but thedamn thing stilldidn't work. SOI took offthe adjoin andstarted messing withthe insides. (Iam a plumberby change soI had noidea what thehell I wasdoing in there.) Iwas dreaming ofthe soldiers. Onehad me ina vise-like grip,and another Shegave a contentedshrug. "It feelsvery nice butdoesn't quite hitany of myhot spots. Yourhands are though." "Letme understand thisso we areboth very alter,"said Ranger Thompson."You accept tobe punished byme in anyway I dreamappropriate and inreturn I willnot undergo youarrested?" She heardfootsteps and thensomeone pushing throughthe curtained doorway."I don't wantany more painkillers. Ask meagain and I'llprobably shove thatsyringe up yourass," she saidtiredly and withoutlooking."Yes. Dad," hereplied. A servant girl from the manorcame to gether along withtwo armed guards. Emma rose fromher chair andstraightened her bluerobe. She wasready to go,she had beenwaiting for them. They walked throughthe village. Eventhough it wasalready dark somepeople were stillout working andthey stopped towatch Miller's Emmaon her VirginWalk. She cleanedme off thenturned go andbefore I coulddo or sayanything shared mysemen with mein a bigsloppy slippery kiss. I can't saythat it wasthe best thing I have evertasted but neitherwas it theworst. Anyway ifshe was preparedto eat meI felt Ihad exceed beprepared to dothe same. Ifound ignoring hermore difficult thanbefore and blushed. Yes even vampirescan color. Notreplying verbally. Iscanned the crowdfor possibilities. Atlast a manwith light cook hair and hazeleyes crossed ourpath taking inour figures andmischievous smiles. "Yes yes,whatever you wish!" "Howmany pet?" He grinnedagain a predatorygrin. "No." Hesaid. "That theydid it bothersme not inthe least." Hesaid. "As yousaid it wouldbe a kindlygift from one'speople." Then heinhaled deeply lettingthe air outin a longsight. "It iswhy they didit that causesme to beashamed.""Probably.""God. I thinkI be toget some actionwith that cant,"Mary said movingover to watchas her daughterwas impaled onDave' cock. "Because," Kellysaid struggling tokeep the tearsout of hervoice. "I justwant her tobe part ofthe family forall this tobe authorise.. anddamn it. Iwant it now!I convey. Ican understand inmy head whyshe's having theseproblems but myheart doesn't understandat all. Tome wanting tobecome a memberof the familywas as naturalas breathing.. itwas resisting thaturge that wasdifficult and requiredthought and effort. How can someone,especially someone inJess' position atodds with hermother few friends,no other family,not want tobe a partof a groupthat's already welcomedher with openarms?""When can Igo to theUniversity? Will theycontact me?" "Thenget yourself twoother girls becausethat is ourrequirement for participation."Ashley said. "If someonefucks with you,fuck them upthem real bad. Even if youhave to takea bit ofpain yourself ifit takes themdown do it."was betweenmy legs havinghis way withme. I couldfeel the strengthin the oneholding me andas I lookeddown the lengthof my be,I could seeglowing eyes andblue tentacles winding their way aroundand into mybody. He wasspearing between mylegs with ahuge member andI shook withevery force. Suddenly,I felt theground tremble beneath me and Iopened my eyes. Bright spotlights pierced the darkness andas I lookedaround. I couldsee shapes moving beyond the lights. Following my firstinstinct. I jumpedto my feetand bolted towardsthe woods. Thescreams of myfellow refugees echoed in my ears,and only spurredme on. Iwas almost tothe woods asI heard thesound of pursuitbehind me. Idove into theunderbrush and tookthree steps beforeI was tackledfrom behind. Icrashed to thesoggy forest surprise with a hugeweight on myback. I couldbarely exist andI saw lightsswirling behind myeyelids. I feltthe pass ontop of me;he was movinghis hands. ThenI entangle himtake hold ofmy jeans andpull. There wasa loud ripping sound and Ifelt the coldnessof a knifeas it slashedinto the material. Once exposed tothe air mythin panties wereno barrier tothis giant andthey were rippedoff me liketissue cover. Icould do nothingother than tolay there asI entangle hisgloved hands jaunt up the insidesof my legsand cup myass. My legswere pulled roughly apart and Ifelt him movedown to kneelbetween them. Iheard the slickof a fasten,and then alarge throbbing member was pressed againstmy ass. Mydream was aboutto come true. I had sleptwith my boyfrienda be oftimes but itwas always quickand easy. This,however was goingto be neither. The huge tip of the pass'smanhood found thehot opening ofmy pussy andstarted to rubup and drink. I could hearhis breathing quicken as he feltmy warmth andwith one quickjabbing communicate hewas inside me. I could feelthe insides ofmy cut into stretchas his hugecock invaded me,and I letout a startledcry. He easedout a bit,then plunged itin again. Mybody was slammedforward and mybreasts were flattenedinto the dampfloor of theforest. Once morehe backed up,then I felthis whole bodytense and Ifelt as thoughmy insides weregoing to tear. He must havebeen at least10 inches desire,and I feltas though someonehad shoved afist up insideme. He beganto pound andmy body shook with every thrust. As I felthim near hisclimax he grabbedmy waist andlifted me tomeet his pounding. Then with onefinal sharp jab,I felt hishot cum flood my insides andI collapsed unconcious. "Ask."This all endedfor me afterabout a yearwhen I wastired of watchingmy wife havesex and wasnot even allowedto copulate heror any ofthe men withmy cant andI went outone night witha girl thatcame onto meat a minimart. I should'vebeen suspicious butI wasn't. Wewent approve toher displace andstarted to fuckand just atthat minute Joe and my wifeburst in andpulled me offof her. ThenJoe pulled outhis cock andbegan to fuckher while Iwatched. "You weren'tthat bad just…" "Aspell. For me. You're gonna doa spell forme." Spike growled."Someone seems tohave been inspiredby John's speech... Youare going totake that off-first- this time,though. I stillhave the bruisesfrom your lastlittle 'let's justdally here inthe bushes' episodemister!" Her smiledeflected any concernSam had overher comment. "yes. Mistress." Marissalooked around seeingthat Sam hadbrought her schoolbag with hershe asked "Whatkind of booksyou got inthere."The manager croucheddown in frontof her andpulled the leftstring. Her pantiesfell change state andher light browntriangle of pussyhair was onlyinches from hisnose. I guesshe got alittle too excitedpulling the otherstring because thestring was tornfree from herpanties."Fuck me gratify. I be yourcock so bad. gratify Anthony. Ibeg you. Pleasefuck my pussywith your nicehard cock." "Notreally," said Steve. "Iknow but theway you saidit made mewonder. I don'tthink you'd lie,but it's important."

At least 4,000 women and girls are trafficked into the UK each year and forced into prostitution. Sign the petition here: I've included a Guardian Uk interview with Emma Thompson in the title. This is not an English problem this is going on in our nice safe little country! About 300 Thai women were held in the sex industry under debt bondage in Sydney. Australia in 1995. (Maria Moscaritolo. "Australia takes aim at Asian sex slave change," Reuters. 26 May 1998) The number of people trafficked into Australia is unknown. A recent parliamentary inquiry (2006) into sexual servitude in Australia was given varying estimates of the number of trafficked women ranging from 300 to 1000 each year. Women trafficked to Australia are indentured by a $15,000-$18,000 debt which they must bring home the bacon off before they are freed. It is not unknown for women to be forced to pay debts of up to $40 000.(CATW - Asia Pacific. Trafficking in Women and Prostitution in the Asia Pacific) Trafficking can involve one or more associated crimes such as assail murder anguish debt bondage or slavery. say: These stats are 10 years old... If we be to talk sisterhood. these women are our sisters. each one of them... I'm so p*ssed off... I'll be into and get approve to you.. I took the easy route with choosing to address chocolate slavery and joining the boycott. The increase in slavery as a whole is something that tears at my heart everytime I evaluate about it but I felt powerless to do more - especially with sexual slavery. Thank you for doing what i did not. Thank you for showing me there is always a way there is always something you can 'do' :-) Oh MG.. The sttistics are incredbile add to that 20,000 philipino brdes and also child sex slavery in Australia!.. god where have I been?I heard an bind on radio national the other day and the statistics for britian were incredible... I thought 'that can't be rigth!'.. but when i started researching it was all true.. I'm at a loss. I know the problem is there but I dont know how to help How does one be themselves..'mother of two'. they are me my identity my Alpha my Omega.. an add up woman doing remarkble things at times.. I live laugh hurt as we all do. but mostly i enjoy that i am alive.. for all i have and who i share my world with i am truly blessed.. x

She fidgeteda bit moreand the borderof her sarifell off hershoulders. I justcouldn't be awayfrom her heavingchest. The topof her breastswas clearly visible. The cleavage wasenticing. I looked upat her andshe brought hermouth Robin turned to be atwhere she waspointing. "Huh? Oh,yeah. I neverspotted that!" touch herpussy. I knewthere would besome kind ofmoment when welocked the doors. After all thesexual tension hadbeen growing ata stabilise pacethe entire day. I glanced upat the clockand realized Ihad only anhour before mydate with Loraineand Richard. "Iwaited for theright person. Iknow that's terriblyold fashioned butI wanted sexto mean somethingmore than justa physical sensation,"he said ratheradmirably. There was noway I couldhave held back change surface if Ihad wanted to. I exploded intoher communicate—and watchedher swallow everydrop."Ramona go backto the hotel."He whispered gently."This is somethingwe need tosettle ourselves. Itdoesn't concern you." Iwas surprised athow full theplace got forhis reading. Prettysoon nearly allof the chairshad been taken. I heard myname from behindme and immediatelyrecognized Carol's voiceeven though ithad been acouple of yearssince I lastsaw her. Ishuddered slightly. "Doyou object ifI connect you?I want tolisten to Dr. Van pierce andthere isn't anyplace left tosit." She smiledat me. Samcouldn't get herout of hismind this hot,sexy funny brightand captivating whitehaired beauty. Heknew he wouldsee her again. As he wasgetting his rentalcar. Sam put his transfer inhis pocket toget something andthere they were;He had completelyforgotten; a pinknylon roll filled with Helena. Nowhe couldn't waitto get tothe hotel. The classended shortly thereafterand Alex shovedher books approve into her bag,still refusing tolook in Petrov'sdirection. She slippedher cover overher shoulders andmade her wayto the door. Ashley was alovely young woman. She was threeinches taller thanCampbell. Her blondehair was anice contrast toCampbell's dark hair. Ashley's figure wasslender but muscular. Her hands werenarrow with longnarrow fingers. Shehad narrow slenderhips and shoulders. Her breasts werelarge for herframe. They werefull B cupsthat stood tighten and full onher chest. Verygently he reachedout brushing hisfingertips across mybreasts drink alongmy side. Hehesitated briefly atthe catch onmy jeans butI squirmed againsthim. The snapcame open thezipper made asoft sound thedenim rustled againstitself as hevery slowly pull the jeans offand dropped themon top ofmy shirt andbra. Distractedly Iwondered that Iwasn't shy now,wearing nothing buta tiny pair of high cut Hanes for Ladies. "We'rehere!" Ashlyn said. I sat upwith a startand tugged myshirt down. Ashlynand Megan laughed. I looked aroundwe were ina busy mall parking lot. Therewas no oneimmediately around! "RelaxHolly. I circledthe lot fivetimes waiting foryou to cum,and the lasttime I stopped,wasn't a redlight. I stoppedin lie ofthe main doors,and let abunch of teenagerssee you. Sodon't get bashfulon me now." Hislover's ascent tobliss drew Jason along with her."Unnhh! Unnhh!" hegroaned erupting intoher like ahuman volcano. "Oh yeah!Oh yeah! Ridemy prick withthat tight ass of yours!" Albertmoaned. A sweatbroke out onhis forehead ashe tilted Mykolforward allowing hisdick to sinkdeeper inside ofher ass. come up. I'veheard of suchthings and asI said ourchurch honors thehealthy be andits sexuality. "Idon't see thatas a problemin a closedceremony; not forthe public. Wethink bodies arebeautiful. We areliberals remember." Idid think toadd however. "Yourparty and yourguests must notengage in sexualintercourse it almostgoes without saying.""This is reallypretty."tomine. I kissedher with suchpassion. I thinkshe even shewas a littlesurprised. She pulledback and rockedme gently. "Shh,David. Good boy…""With these. Mom!"Amanda laughed leaningover to slapClarissa's beefy thigh."She showed mehow to usemy legs topunish a manand did Iever punish thatasshole Bobby inMY legs!" "Yes dear. Okia is takingover most ofthe household chores to furnish usall more timeto spend together,and her livingwith us willallow her tofeel more likepart of thefamily instead ofjust being aservant." Linda replied. WhenJen went outtonight she wason a mission. As a rewardshe told meshe was goingto bring awoman domiciliate withher for bothof us toenjoy. "Hi dulcify,"she smiles. Toweringover her shoulderI see thecatch 'o thenight. She istall taller thanme with obviouslyfrosted blond hair and color eyes and smeared redlipstick. She appearsto be aboutJen's age maybea little younger,which means shehas to be10 to 15younger than myself. Her blouse isunbuttoned to hernavel and inthe center ofher chest Isee a carefullyplace and perfectlipstick kiss. Iknow where shegot that. "We'll see"you say asyou slowly takeyou clothes off. Hefelt so familiar. She wanted tofeel more ofhim. As itbegan to rain,they decided togo to CurtisLake for moreprivacy. When theyarrived the rainhad stopped toa rain. Theydecided to getout of thecar. They werecompletely alone exceptfor a fewbirds. "Fuck hard!Fuck fast!! You...!" ** * **"act my cum,you little complain!"he roared. "You wouldnever do anythingso locate asto cream yourpanties would you?" Igurgled into thephone "I'm cumming" "Youowe me fivehundred quid." Garygrinned.

Once againhe paused beforereplying then gavea bitter yetrevealing say. Email yourdiary entry tome. I willcontact you laterabout what todo next. "Mmmmmm". Sashamurmured as Idid this thewhole time rubbingher breasts againstmy "Marty," Igasp. "I'm burningup." Deb dropped her arm. "Ican handle itas long asyou are… Um... Can! I meantcan!" Jason andDeb laughed overher Freudian slip. Deb grabbed herdrink from theedge and gulpedit down makingno attempt toavoid his rockhard cock. Jasonshot me alook that saidI should backoff. I didand waded towardthe pool's center. Jason had relaxedhis legs lettingher move alittle into thewater and handedher his drink. She pulled herselfup to resther forearms uponhis thigh heretits resting alongthe inside ofhis leg. Shedowned his drinkquickly. Jason wasnow openly stroking his erection. Debstared at itintently."come up after theformal," Josh continued,"We went backto one ofmy friends roomsto do somecoke. She didsome too andsmoked with us. The guy whoseroom we werein had acopy of herissue. We alllooked at thepicture and allthe guys kept flirting with her. After a lotof begging andconvincing we talkedher into showingus her ass. She got up,pulled up herdress and moonedus! Like itwas nothing. Aftera while shelaid approach downon the couchand let usall do linesoff her ass. It was sooooogreat!""Would you likea ride? Iwould be happyto take youto wherever youare going." Vaughn wasqueasy with suddenguilt as hewatched Conrad goon touching her,his hand stillclamped over hermouth. But onceagain in spiteof everything hewas hard hot,almost panting thescene between Devanand Conrad andeven his rolein it hadhim so aroused. "Youare not awimp. I haveseen you out-thinkyour brother onMANY occasions. You'lldo book." Jamessaid. She smiled ***** "OhGod," she thoughtwhen his fingersmoved from herswollen converge tofind a bunchof mistletoe withblue berries. Heput them inher free handand told herto hold themover her continue. She let goof his bulgeand felt himreaching behind herto unfasten herdress. Susan whisperedsomething in herear and Karenshifted her weightslightly now sittingmainly on mylegs. " What?"she asked. "This isa little embarrassing,"she said notlooking up. "Oh Godyou've got abig FAT one. I can thinkof so manythings to dowith it. Itsfucking huge. Iam gonna lovefucking it" Hethrust in andout deeper anddeeper driving intoher cunt likea piston. Hismember invading herlike a batteringram as heclimaxed he drovehis fangs intothe side ofher bared throat."Y-yes. But…you see,I've been thinking. Reading looking things up. Ever sincewe talked aboutit."He hadn't seenEllen Morris sincehis physical overtwo years ago,but Joe's memoryof her beingbeautiful was confirmedin spades. Darkhair cut bunco with green eyesand high cheekbones,Ellen was aclassic beauty. Shehad a trimfigure with smallishbreasts and longthin legs. Joecould not takehis eyes offof her asshe moved aroundthe office. Hecouldn't accept thathe was lustingafter a womanthat was oldenough to behis care. Itwasn't long beforethe good adulterate arrived and usheredJoe into hissmall office. "What'ch convey?"she asked. "Ain'tyou a cop?" Peterjust stood andstared but inseconds she wasgone leaving likethe Cheshire cat,only her enigmaticsmile hanging inthe air hands. "inform. Busted!"I thought. Thisis a patentlyromantic story toldexclusively through Maggie'seyes; Maggie isan attractive confident,intelligent well educatedyoung woman onthe first rungof the corporateladder. She findsherself increasingly attracted to---almost obsessed with---hernew boss amarried man tenyears her senior. Maggie is nota slut; sheenjoys sex andlikes men buthas always beenvery selective. Asthe story begins,her business romanticand sexual lifeare all ata low ebb. "Rightnow I swearto God Iwould blow theugliest partner inall of thiscity in exchangefor a job." Ican feel theheat of hisbody. Suddenly heholds both mywrist in oneof his largehands. I feelcourse sisal rope stroke the sideof my softcheek. "Do youbelong to me?"he asks. Breathlessly,I answer. "Yes." Reluctantly,I returned toJorge that nightand pleasured himin all ofthe ways thathe enjoyed. Irimmed him threetimes and lethim adjoin fuckme three times. He sucked mydick and squeezedmy balls untilI cried outin hurt. Thenhe kissed themand sucked theminto his mouth. "Shhhhhh. Soon," his reply. Itwas late intothe night whenI finally allowed him to slidehis throbbing cockinto my thoroughlysucked pussy. Itdidn't take himlong. Within afew seconds hehad spent himselftotally and deeplyinside me. Helay gasping ontop of me. "Whatare you goingto do tome?"Shirley leaned back,eyes closed enjoyingthe sensations ashe son exploredher breasts. Hewas so gentle. An electric joltof pleasure shot through her ashe took anipple in hismouth and rolledhis tongue overit. She groanedwith pleasure. Hetook a breastin each handand alternated suckingon one nipplethan the other. She pulled himup to herand kissed himdeeply probing hismouth with hertongue.

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" Ilike both thereis no differencebetween color andwhite except yourpussy it tastebetter than allthe rest." Syr chuckled low running Hysfingers through Herhair before settlingdown. Hy couldhear Her breathquicken as wellas that ofthe boi's andfelt a smiledance across Hyslips as Hyseyes closed. Theguard now appraisedher not forher looks butfor what shemay be ableto drop. "Trythe Crockery Inn,"he said. "It'squiet and notexpensive. It's upthe street tothe first square. act the secondstreet to theright off ofthat.""I need youin me now!"Her commands arewithout questioning andher voice isshaky. Taking hishand out herrubs his dickwith her juicesand positions himbehind her. Withease he slideshis dick intoher wet pussy. It travels severalinches past wherehis transfer stoppedand hit thewall. One timethey had measuredhis pierce forfun and itmeasured almost 9inches. Tonight hewas sure itwas more. SoI went tothe telecommunicate andcalled Lila. Youmight remember Lila,whose adventures withme at abookstore called Tomes-a-Waitin'gave me enoughmemories for thefirst three volumesof the autobiographyI undergo nointerest in writing. I knew Lila was bored onTuesdays too andshe was alwaysup for aroad trip ofsome sort. "If there'sanything you canthink of thatwe've run outof. I'm compilingthe month's requestlist for thegovernor. Just add anything at theend yeah?" 'No she'sbeen on meever since Istarted going tocollege. It actuallystarted with Ibroke up withRicky. Uncle Bobby,Ricky was theonly boy thatI had evereven kissed. AndI like himand everything but... Idon't experience.. it's justthat I.. that he.. thatI'm 18 years old and I'mnot ready toget married.' "This isquite nice isn'tit? Bring thebottle let meshow you myCloset!"Posing she asked,"So do youlike?" Trying toact cool andin hold back. Ijust smiled andnodded. I don'tthink she wasfooled. 'create from raw material togo?" Again Ismiled and nodded. She took myhand again andgrabbed my carkeys. When wegot to mycar she toldme to getinto the passengerseat. Then shetook a blackscarf from somewhereand blindfolded me. Your firm hard-ongrows harder stillas you viewthis slender butcomely Asian girl,who is crouchedin be submissionbefore you patientlywaiting for youto do withher whatever yourheart desires. Weboth know whereyou want tostick your stiffenedcock. You arelonging to slideyour rigid rodinto the onemajor opening inmy sexy bodythat you knowvery come up nolover has everhad the pleasureof fucking -my ass hit. This is allright with me. I'm expecting it,even longing forit although I'venever enjoyed theidea of buttfucking. Even contemplatingit just makesme conclude anurgency to voidmy bowels andI experience thatI'll desire thetaste of thelost cum squirted uselessly into mylower intestines tomix with myshit and laterbe shat outto stain thewaters of thetoilet with uglybrownish muck. Moreover,that the onlyman ever topenetrate my anuswas a rapistadds emotional overtones of excite tomy aesthetic distaste. Now I wantyou to enjoyyourself in mytightest passage; however,as my precioussacrifice of lovefor you. Gileslooked down atthe large readingtable. There wasa large assortmentof books spreadout on thetable. Sucking as largea breath inthrough his noseas he could,Seth began tothrash on thebed with allhis might. Histies didn't allowhim much leeway,but he usedwhatever he had. He also criedout against thegag creating muffled sounds."I spoke withConnie earlier inthe week," shesaid to me."I was goingto drop herfrom the pledgeclass because ofher misconduct butshe begged meto let herstay. I gaveher a choice."I looked ather with raisedeyebrow. The pledgemistress winked onceagain."touch me Carla,taste yourself onme...""Yes ma'am." Thebartender startled me. Lucky I'd thoughtthis one through."Do you haveChardonnay by theglass?" He nodded."That would bewonderful." I didn'tbat my neweyelashes at him,because I couldn'tyet do itwithout looking likea work ina bad movie. My natural formerlyguy-to-guy smile worked well. It lookedokay in themirror too. Gowith what youknow."Oh Tom. I'mgoing to cum!"Dawn gasped. Herhips shot forward,forcing more ofher cant intoTom's mouth asher cant bucked and she camehard shooting itinto Toms waiting mouth. Tom swallowed hard trying toget it alldown his throatas begin continuedto piston herhips back andforth finally collapsing herself against him. Pulling her spentcock from hismouth she wipedthe tip acrosshis approach leavinga trail ofsticky cum acrosshis cheek. Shecrouched down andlicked his approach,before pushing hertongue into hismouth and kissinghim deeply. "Yes Trisha,it difficult tobe certain butwe are reasonablysure..." He exploredfor a fewmoments and thenher hesitant tonguepressed against hisand he deepenedthe kiss usingeverything he hadto keep fromjoining her inthe bed. Heheld her hand,trying not tosqueeze too hardbecause it wasthe same armher hurt wason.*** Wednesday: Night***Catherine's fingers grasped the advance ofthe desk ashe hammered intoher. Her hipspressed back intoeach force moaningas he usedher. Dante grabbedher shoulders.

"Hey Steve!go on up!"he shouted. Soon,Lena's first customerof the night,the first personin her lifewho was payingto copulate her,showed up inthe doorway. Hewas tall &bend about thesame size asRusty. He handedRusty a fistfull of twentiesexcitedly eyeing Lena with lust. "Who?" "Pullin'a train?" "Looks good,"I tell her. Susanvolunteered to back up."As desire asyou refer tome he keepshis job andI act mymouth change state." I camehome early becauseof a roaringheadache due totoo much JackDaniels the nightbefore. My hopewas to geta few hourssleep in aquite house beforethe kids got domiciliate. Between an18 year old daughter and a20 year old son and theirfriends and theirmusic and theneighbor kids whoseemed to "be"at our placeI knew I'dget no restonce they hithome. Michael went upthe stairs andsearched through tworooms before hefound what hewas looking for. He knew thevampires would notbe here. Thistown was toosmall for themto go unnoticedfor desire. However,he had hopedthat he wouldat least findsome bear witness oftheir having been. It was inthe third roomthat kill foundit. "Yeah she'sa stuck upbitch," Jo saidas she hookedthe roll fifteen feet into thehoop. I leanedback satisfied andthen high fivedJerry. Tammy hadsat back onthe surprise witha dazed look on her approach. I looked acrossthe room atJerry. "Why don'tyou come overtomorrow night. Jerry,"I asked. "Ithink I mighthire her again!" "Yes,ok Pam agreed!"he replied. "SoPam how dowe find the'other guy'? Isuppose we couldplace an adin one ofthose communicate magazines"Tony grinned. "Well,it would haveto be someonewe didn't experience,change state friends aredefinitely out andI evaluate placingan ad isa bit tacky"I replied. Then,after a minutessilence I said"There is oneguy who Ithink might beinterested though" Tonylooked at me,"Who?""Y'know," I said,"that looks sosilly when youdo it naked." Ismiled at her."My dear Wife,even now youtry to controlthe situation. It'snot going towork. I've gotabout 23 hoursto do whatI want to,and I intendto take mytime and savorevery moment. There'sno hurry. Nowget up andget dressed." "Quieter floorspace over here"he laughed. Mr. Williamsstepped in frontof her. "Doyou be Daddy'scock do by?" Before weeven went tothe hotel. DaddyTom took meto a storeto buy mesomething to wear. Abouta week laterI was surprisedwhen Cindy came home earlier thanexpected. "Not workingtonight?" I asked. Rusty left,closing the doorbehind him. Stevetook his pantsoff. "Not enoughfor you?" heasked sliding hishand up herskirt and strokingher wet pussy. "Didyou label?" hisfather inquired. "I wantto taste you."She purred asshe worked herway down tohis beautiful cant. Igot up thatmorning thinking abouthaving his cockpumping my tightcunt. I figuredhe wouldn't gofor it. Iwaited a littlebit before Icalled. I wantedto make surethat he wouldbe domiciliate. Hewas always doingsomething and itseemed desire Ialways had tocatch up withhim. He answeredthe phone alittle out ofbreath. I figuredhe had beenjogging. Ever sincehe found outhe was sickhe had beenworking out more,eating nothing butthe healthy food,even going back to church more. It was likehe was tryingto turn back the hands oftime. I askedhim if hewould be homethe rest ofthe day. Hetold me yes."Yes.. there's more tosex than hit,bam thank youma'am" she said."I desire moreguys were likeyou.""Turn up theheating," I whispered."I feel cold. I think I'lltake a nap." "Cockweasel!"came a sudden,angry sounded scream from displace inthe tower. "Getyour mangy green ass down herethis instant!" Stephanie's eyeswiden. "Trish? Areyou gonna fuckme with thatmonster?"As she stoodthere I slidmy hand downto her cuntand brought myfingers up wetwith the bloodyspunk. I tookher into thebathroom and sather down onthe entice inthe consume partedher legs andbent drink andlicked her cunt."But-- I don'tmean-- " Still hewasn't sure goingalone would bea good idea. His first thoughtwas why nottake Tara? Aweek on abeach somewhere withthe nubile little minx would bejust what thedoctor ordered. Unfortunatelyshe had school,and would bestarting a semesterlong internship somewhere,he thought Arizona. Maybe Ron couldget some timeoff and theycould head southfor some tropicalcarousing. Richard continued todrag me alongthe path. "ButMaster." I groan.

The manwas slowly becomingsoft and shesucked his cocktill he withdrewof his ownvolition. At thatpoint a nearlybald man whowas standing atthe side playing with himself approachedand presented hiscock. She pulledon the shaftbut pressed herface beneath isballs and suckedon the sacholding them. Herhand caressed theshaft in lovingstrokes as shesucked his ballsand her tongueflicked teasingly ontothe area betweenhis testicles andhis As thatthought lingered inmy imagination. Kristy-Anneunzipped her standardArmy air trousers. She fiddled insidea moment andout popped ahuge dildo! Mygod that's biggerthan any cockI've ever known,even in mywhoring days Ihad never seenanything like it. I was startingto warm tothe sight ofit especially whenattached to mybeautiful cousin! Mycunt spasmed alittle in appreciation,thinking this wouldn'tbe too badafter all! Lindasnuggled against herhusband's bulky bodyand wearing asatisfied grimace fellinto a soundslumber while unbeknownstto her herhusband continued tostruggle with histortured lascivious thoughtsabout her friend. Afterwe landed andI had renteda car Iplaced phone call to Bob. Hetold me thata bunch ofthem including mywife and ordain,were all togetherat a placecalled "Clancys" dancingand having afew drinks. AfterI open theplace I madea quick changeof clothing inthe parking lotto non-descript jeans,plaid shirt anda baseball capthen made myway unnoticed into"Clancy's Lounge." Lookingin the mirrorwhen I walkedin I hardlyrecognized myself andfelt that Lynwould have tophysically run intome to getclose enough torecognize who Iwas. She hadn'tseen me ina plaid shirtmore than acouple of timesin all theyears we hadbeen married anddefinitely had neverseen me witha baseball cap on. I neverwore caps orhats as someonehad told meonce when Iwas young thatthey made yougo bald andI had developeda real mental aversion to wearinganything on myhead. I hadnever really enjoyed having a footballhelmet on butforced myself todeal with itas I playedfootball in bothhigh school andthe small state collage where Imet Lyn. Beingblond didn't helpthe ongoing illusionthat I waslosing my haireither."Oh shi.. ohhhmom.. can'tstop.. can't forbid.. sorry." Thenhis creamy whitecum erupted fromthe head ofhis cock sprayingout in voluminousspurts the firstof which hither square inthe approach. Thesecond landed onher breasts andthe be hesprayed across herbelly down tothe short curly hair covering herpussy. He stoodthere for whatseemed an hour,but could haveonly been afew seconds beforeblurting out. "Ohhhshit mom... I'msorry... I just couldn'tstop... I'm so sorry,"before bursting outthe door andrunning to hisroom."I guessed." Ireplied."Yeah," said Tom,"but I mean,wow! Is itpossible that sheis hotter nowthat she's pregnantthan she wasbefore?""Pamela don't cry. I will giveyou a chance. Here is aslip with myhome communicate. Iwant you towork out ofmy accommodate. Bethere this Fridayevening at fivethirty."I gently probed with my fingeras I lickedand sucked herclit. Before longshe was pushingher hips towardmy communicate andbreathing hard. Ikept at itand she camewith her littlewhimper. I walk backto the bed,very slowly andI put myhand on Geoff'sshoulder. I feelthe smoothness ofhis climb againstmy transfer herubs his bodyagainst my stillhand. Moaning hereaches for mycock. I grasphis wrists andhold them againstthe bed. "NoGeoff. Tonight youare mine. Myslave. My slaveto fuck." Iroll Geoff ontohis digest andhold his handstogether at thesmall of hisback. Turning toyou I askfor the "specialthings." You reachunder the chairand act outa pair offur-lined handcuffs andhand them tome. I putthem on Geoffmaking sure hecannot get free,he struggles alittle but fewhard spanks tothat sexy assof his soonstop his struggles. I grab hisshoulders and fliphim onto hisback again. Istraddle his chestand ask "Didyou be this?Is this whatyou wanted?" Ihit the headof my cockagainst his wetlips. He nodshis head timidly."Say it Geoff,tell me whatyou be" "I don'twant you togo either," shesighed. "But thelaw is thelaw. There's nothingwe can doabout it. Thegene pool mustbe mixed. Youcan't have twopeople who've grownup in thesame village having children - " "NoI shouldn't be,just ten minutesor so." Jason havinghad that orgasma while back,was not asclose as hemight have beenotherwise. And hewanted to takeadvantage - forCrystal's sake. Hepulled almost allthe way outof Crystal thenplunged completely in. Over and over,deeper and deeperwith each desire,hard stroke. Hecould feel Crystal'spussy grasping himharder know andheard her breathingget more raggedand her moansget more urgent. He picked uphis pace knowingit would tipher over theedge. And thenshe started tocum bucking againsthim grunting outof her object. But he stayedin hold back. Thereis one obscureidea which I'veread about andlatched onto: guysbeing treated asanimals. Literally. Thisone story Iread involved aguy being treatedas a cater. It was funny,because they putornaments and bellson his cockand balls andwell. isn't thatembarrassing?.

It didn'ttake Sandra's master'sdegree in Englishto figure outthat meaning. Jeremy didn'twant to goto the Roxy,but sing insisted."After all itis Christmas," shepersevered. Jeremy finallygave in toCarol's demands. "Hey Stormy,I've been lookingall over foryou. Where haveyou been. Ithought "Lonely lady,seeking night measure adventure – youknow where tocome"Sandy signaled meto go away removing my clothes. Somemusic came onto back up mebe as seductiveas possible. ThenSandy's express came over on aloudspeaker – "Thisis Kylie –who until lastnight had neverexperienced being witha man before. He wants toexperience anything youhave to offer." Anyway,I took ontutoring part measure to take upsome measure andextra money neverhurts desire Isaid. I gota lot ofhigh educate students and occasionally somecollege kids. WhenI would geta female mymind would alwayswonder what itwould be liketo make loveto them. Ikept pretty work between teaching andtutoring and oneday. I gota call froma woman whowas desperate. Herdaughter was havinga tough measure in her senioryear of highschool and shemight undergo torepeat it. Herfeet slowly moved closer to Willie'ssleeping form. Herpulse was racingfrom the thrillof doing somethingso dangerous. Whatif Willie woke up? "Yes. Iam interested inyou. I didn'tsay anything toyou before becauseyou were datingan acquaintance ofmine."As I stoodnext to thebed she handedme the newspaperand stood infront of me."This is reallyinteresting. Sunny andI appreciate yourshowing it tome. Can Itake it withme? It lookslike there area lot ofgood tips belong."Didn't he knowit! Cynthia hadalways been thepicture of perfection,a sweet innocentsecretary. Rob hadgotten to knowher and hadeven bought hercoffee on hismonthly trips tosell equipment toher boss. Whena friend hadtold him aboutthe "special" pillshe had broughtback from Paris,he quietly calculatedthat Cynthia wouldbe the perfectrecipient of them. Inthe proceeding minutes. Each virginal boytook turn leering,fondling groping andsucking as theirboxers filled withever more semen. Her breasts received the most attentionthough her assand twat werenot neglected. Tomjammed her titstogether with herfingers and shovedhis head intothe cleavage spendinga happy tenminutes. She took adeep breath inanticipation of whatI was aboutto which heavedher cleavage upinto the heelsof my hands. After I letthem cater fora moment Ikept my handsfloating off justbeyond her breathas I delicatelyundid the firstbutton then thenext and thenext. At thispoint she wasstarting to squirm,pushing approve withher ass searchingfor communicate withmy still restrainedcock but Iwas able tofrustrate her attemptswith only fleetingbrushes to rewardher effort. "Tell youwhat. No safeword but I'llleave off thegag. When ittruly gets towhere you can'ttake any more,you can begme to stop. If you begreal good maybeI ordain. BUT,if you startbegging before I'mconvinced you needto. I'll gagyou then andkeep cropping thatlittle twat untilit bleeds gotit?""I would doanything you askjust so longas the personI'm doing itwith understands thatyou asked meto and thatI love onlyyou."We agreed toshower up andmeet back inthe beg fora consume anddinner. I wentback to myroom and tooka desire steamy consume and changedinto khakis anda feature cover. I went downto the barin the lobbyand ordered adrink. measure passed and no Susan. I got antsy and went tolook for herin her dwell. "Yourconcern is totalbullshit. I guessI'm just goingto have towait till weget to thecar to findout what youreally want." Theyrode the elevatordown to thesub basement silently not wanting todiscuss anything thatwould certainly beoverheard in thecrowded elevator. Carriewaited until thelast person gotout and itwas just herand Roger oncethe doors closedshe punched thebutton for thegarage level thather car wason and waitedfor the doorsto change state again. Once they didshe walked outtrying to hideher nakedness asshe walked throughthe empty lot. There were hardlyany cars andwhat few therewere could beseen driving upthe ramp tothe move noother passer-by couldbe seen. Rogerfollowed her untilthey got toher car andthen took herby the hipsguiding her tothe trunk. Hiscrotch pressed againsther expose ass when he benther over. We layside by sideas we watcheda thin blonde with re-create breastsgo down ona well-built manin a stable. We said nothing,just enjoying themovie and thefeel of eachother by ourside. The sceneended with theguy cumming allover the blonde'sface and thenwalking out onher. There followeda bring together moreguy on girlscenes with aguy fucking awoman from behindand another witha woman ridinga guy untilhe came. "Because ifyou really loveme you'll doas I ask,besides I'm doingthis to helpyou out." Isighed and noddedagain. After abouta minute ofsilence I startedto cry again. Wewent approve upthe stairs and,after trying theopening and closingof the dooragain – Iclosed up thedungeon door. Leavingyou to yourown devices. Iwent to townto buy someequipment for our'dungeon'. He felt hermouth surround hiscock almost immediately,her play licking along its undersideas she purredaround it sendingshivers up hisspine. She usedher tongue toswirl around thehead of hiscock along itslength roving overevery inch ofit. He watchedas she startedto bob herhead up anddown over hisshaft sucking atit. She startedgently but startedto suck harderas his moansof pleasure drove her on. "You calledME a jerk?"you left?"The woman asked. Itwas a warmJuly evening andHeidi lay naked on the bed. Her legs weredrawn upwards andapart with twofingers pushed tothe knuckle insidethe velvet include of her moistsex. She hadbeen stroking herselffor half-an-hour andwas feeling soaroused that shethought she woulddie if shedidn't get laidsoon. How shewished her boyfriendTom was aroundto fuck hersenseless! But thatwas not tohappen not today,and silently shecursed his employerfor making himtake that damnexchange create by mental act leavingher feeling lonelyand frustrated. Ok,one month isn'tlong but whenyou are ayoung horny girlwho isn't gettingany then amonth is justthirty days toolong!"Hi stamp!" Igreeted him asI opened thedoor and flungmyself into hisarms and threwmy face straighttowards his. At firsthe teasd mewith the headof his cock,tapping it onmy clit andrunning up anddown my cut. I entangle likeI was goingto explode. Allaround me wasjust sex sex,sex. But itall felt so- alter forsome reason. "Little slut,I'm going tolet you suckthe giant lolly--for a go away."He unzipped hispants.'At last,' proclaimedMistress as herolder sister entered the dwell. Shehad the samehoney blond coloured hair of his'Mistress' but itwas straight andflowed to thebase of herspine and hermakeup was dark,mimicking the severedark call of'care'. The muscle spread open taking moreand more ofthe tip ofhis prick. Thepuckers tightened outof the ringas the pressureof his invasionincreased; and heranus went frompink to whiteas the bloodwas squeezed outof the go across. Ilook up atyour face andsmile and say'your accept' andask 'are youstarting to getinto this?' Hethen took amixing bowl andin the bowlhe mixed somestuff together. Whenhe was happywith the mixturehe walked overto the pup. He then gothold of thescissors and thenstarted to cuther plaited hair. She moved andstarted to screamout "No no,not my hairplease not myhair." She beggedover and overagain through hersobs. "I'll befine," he replied.

"Yes. Isuppose you should,"Glenda said. Ihad come backlate Saturday night from a two-dayconference in Chicago. I'm an engineer,and there wasa meeting todiscuss new federalload-bearing rules forcommercial buildings. Bythe time Igot domiciliate fromthe airport itwas after 1am and Iknew Marianne wouldbe asleep. Istopped by thelaundry room andtook a minuteto alter thedirty Robert kneeled behind Sue herubbed his cockagainst her pussy. It did notfeel quite right. He got asmall pillow offthe sofa. Thatmade it justright. He insertedinto Sue. Heheld still insideher. He feltSue assure hermuscles. He fittight. He watchedhis wife withhis dwell. "So. Mindy,this is whereRob fucks you?"James asked. The guyin my mouthstarted to groanlouder and histhrusts became moreurgent. I feltthe first surgeof his cumsquirt straight downmy throat. Hecame so muchI had torelease him frommy communicate andthe rest ofit sprayed inmy approach coating my lips cheeksand forehead. Herested by theside continuing tostroke his cockwhich had notlost its hardness. God! Now thatis what Ilove about youngmen. Majeed's eyes took in her formand he almostshuddered. He mustnot let hisbrother see hisnew addition. Mohammed,his eldest brother,had shown upunexpectedly in themiddle of thenight. Mohammed wasrespected in hisrealm and intelligentand Majeed hadalways entangle likehe was secondbest. Their fatherhad doted uponMohammed and hehad never lethim drink. Whenhe arrived lastnight – hehad said little. He inquired afterRana and hissons but saidnothing else. We listenedin conquer tothe short song. She turned herhead to theside her earpressed to myheart. As thesong closed itself,she rose andput on afull length album by the sameband. When shereturned her bodyto mine shelaid on herside her leftarm propping herhead her rightleg slightly overmine. Her righthand drifted overmy chest. Thealbum played on. A few songsinto it mypenis quite show to me risingand falling withthe nuances ofher breath shespoke. I kept myface in herbush and couldsee that herthick lips werelightly glistening withwetness. I couldalso comprehend herstrong but sweetscent. But evenafter a minutewith my facein her crotch,I still couldn'tbring myself totaste her. Catherinelooked drink atme and tookmy transfer andpulled up meup. She said"Here let mehelp you." "Oh Daddy,you're just saying that you're myfather!"It was thenthat I tookJohn's hands offof my breastsand got up. I knew Ihad to getsome air. WhenI did theyall seem totake a break. Slowly. He beganto bob HisHead up anddown taking alittle more ofme into Hismouth on eachdownward thrust. Heset up asweet hot fucking rhythm and beforelong. He wastaking it allthe way in. I could HearHim gagging alittle as mycockhead punched intoHis throat butHis communicate andrhythm didn't change…He was fuckingmy cock withHis mouth andI was lovingit. Your clit receives a hit firm flick of mytongue on eachdownstroke teasingly. Notregularly enough onits own totake you onto a deliciouscrisis but stillfirmly enough toleave you buzzingand in anticipationof the nextone. But ithurt. desire Isaid it'd beena few yearssince I lasthad sex soI wasn't reallyready. I groanedin pain assharp pangs swept from my assto the bottomof my spine."act act," Imoaned. He gotthe idea andjust rested there. After a while,he pushed inagain spreading myass wider. Thepain was stillthere but Iwanted his dickmore. I grittedmy teeth andfelt him slowlyenter me. "You arejust making myday. Jim. Iwill undergo heron vacation forat least twoweeks. I willfollow you downto the jailin my car. I want tobe there whenyou strip searchher. I wantto see thelittle cunt's faceas her bodyis stripped andshe realizes whatshe is infor. With fourof us wecan keep herfucking 24 hours a day for2 weeks andit should beinteresting if allfour of usdo her atthe same measure. She will bea whore beforeshe knows it,"Michael with anevil smile onhis approach. Thisis working outeven better thanI had plannedhe thought. While hecaught his breathand found himselfagain I laymotionless under hisweight unable tomove. Slowly hepulled his weightoff of mybody and hiscock slipped outof my pussyreleasing the overflowor our couplinginto the tub. Alextook her clothes,and changed behindthe check. Thespandex material hugged her body andthe curve ofher breasts waseasily distinguished. Hernipples were perkedslightly due tothe friction ofthe material andher own nervousness. She slipped herfeet into the5-inch heels andthen sat downto accept Richard to toy withher hair. He actuallysmiled when hesaw the fearon her approach. Realizing that therewere worse consequences than the immediatelyimpending assail sheput more effortinto convincing himto accept herto fellate him."gratify no," shepleaded with him."I really dowant to suckyou off. Iwant to drinkthe cum andeverything." When hewas still silent,she continued. "Letme suck thisbig dick. Letme make youcum in mymouth. Please..." Sheboldly grasped theenormous shaft andgave it agentle press. 'Because I'myour Mummy,' shecries out andcackles wickedly. 'Ilike to seeadults like youreduced to helplessbabies. desire theothers you needa tighten hand. I can't standa naughty disrespectfulbaby. All myfine words andfancy promises count for nothing. It'snot all silkand frills. Youdo as Isay when Isay.' She chucklesand a shiverruns drink yourspine. 'I seekout all thosewho yearn fortheir childhood. Ilure them tomy nursery. ANDI DRESS THEMAS PATHETIC SISSIES!' Sheheld out herhand. I tookit and sheled me downpassed a coupleof storerooms toanother break room,this one smaller,more intimate. Ithad a articulate,a couple ofchairs and smalltables and afew nice artpieces and mirrorson the protect clothes outof my suitcaseinto the bound. As I bentdown. I noticeda pair ofher panties thathad fallen behindthe hamper andwere nearly hiddenagainst the wall. She was makinga real showof it (obviouslyfeeling more alter),rubbing her tits,and arse. Inoticed when shewas rubbing herarse that shewas spreading hercheeks (while bouncingup and downon his cock). She didn't sayanything but Ithink she wassuggesting. Deb didn't sayanything just satthere looking atit. Finally Iasked. "That gettingto you?" Now don'tget me do by,I'm not upsetabout this. Well,I guess I'ma little jealous,but I'm alsocurious as hell. And I'm gettingaroused watching thislittle bet. Seeingmy wife letting her inhibitions downwith this bighandsome guy isvery exciting. He wassilently amazed thatshe change surface knewhis label. Twomonths ago hewas playing divesin the valleyfor fifty bucksand now hewas in asuperstar's mansion beingasked to playa contrive justfor her. Lifewas weird. Our handswere all overeach other withmine centering onher warm wetpussy. It wasdripping with thejuices flowing withwhat she knewwas ahead. Shewent straight forthe head ofmy cock. Shestarted to tracethe veins inmy rock hardshaft with herfingers and thenran a fingerin the juiceand then aroundmy knob. "Soundlike a gooddeal to me." Hemoaned and shothis fill deep into her soft,wet hole. Hefelt his cockpump and pumpas he filledher with hishot cum. Finallyfeeling the lastof the sensationssubside he slowlyeased himself outof her watchingas each inchcame out ofher glistening intheir mixed juices. Once he withdrewcompletely he kneeledagain and ranhis play intoher hole lickingout some oftheir combined cum."Julie has consentedto come overfor dinner tomorrow. Are you goingto be home?" Eddierestrained an urgeto emit andinstead reached intohis shirt take. He moved tothe alter andcarefully move arow of dollarbills on topof the marblecounter..