Her husband had left her; after thirty years. She hadn't seen it coming. With hindsight, she should have; without foresight, she didn't. Sharon, her closest friend, seemed unsympathetic. ‘You dress like a frump,’ she said, dismissing her abandoned friend with a wave of a perfectly manicured hand. She looked down past the generous swell of her breasts well covered by the puritanical floral dress, her hands clasped defensiv...
THE PUPPET MASTER. Enter scene. -Tiny naked blindfolded puppet -Young obedient male guest -Puppet master We're all naked. Puppet sitting on my lap with her back to me on the couch and leaned back into me, yet we're sitting up straight. Her face painted like a puppet. ACT 1 He's standing there infront of us with his cock hard waiting to be shown what to do next... I control her like a puppet Master and she is MY puppet. I...
Jane has been serviced by a Pakistan 'bull' throughout the past several weeks - I have recently waited for her outside of the shop in Handsworth where she meets him. He began the relationship after contacting us on SH and always sent her home in a taxi, however, I so enjoy fucking her as soon as possible after her bull that I now pick her up at the shop. She gives me whatever I require (usually in a car park or behind a f...
