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Of course since Don was always the first one home, he usually had dinner well under way and all Anita needed to do was set the table and place the food into serving dishes. And on these special nights she always took extra care, Big Dick using the nicest placemats and silverware, pouring wine and water into their respective glasses, lighting a single tall candle in the middle of the table. When everything was perfect she would pull her husband’s chair away from the table, making it ready for him, and then she would take her kneeling position beside it and simply wait. Don could tell by the silence that it was time for him to make his entrance. He would walk in casually, ignoring her as before, and seat himself, pulling his chair up to the table smartly. He would take a moment to look over the table setting and if everything met with his satisfaction he would simply nod, indicating that Anita could begin to serve. But if some small thing wasn’t right – and Anita usually made sure that this was the case, placing his silverware in the wrong order, for example – he would snap his fingers again and point at the offending object. Anita would rise to her feet and bend over the table to make the correction. Then she would remain in that position while Don gave her as many slaps on the ass as he felt her transgression warranted. If there were no further mistakes to be corrected Anita was allowed to begin serving. This was another highlight of her evening, walking back and forth from the stove and counter, often with her behind red and tingling, offering him each dish, like a well-trained slave-girl should, and filling his plate until he held up his hand, signaling that he had enough. Then resuming her kneeling position at his side while he ate. She knew there was no danger of her going hungry, of course. On these nights Don always accepted much more food than he actually wanted, and even some dishes that he didn’t particularly care Hardcore for but knew that Anita liked. And when he was done he would simply pick up his plate, turn in his seat and begin to feed her. Oh, she loved that so much! Maybe that was the best part: kneeling there beside him, hands resting empty on her thighs, opening her mouth while he carefully raised a spoon or fork and fed her like a baby bird, sometimes even allowing her to eat directly from the palm of his hand like a favored pet. Sometimes she would deliberately allow some food to miss her mouth and run down her chin, knowing that Don would gently clean her up with his napkin - and then pinch her nipples hard for thirty seconds as a punishment. Mmmmm…. After dinner Don would rise from his chair and proceed to the living room. Anita would follow and while Don was settling himself in his favorite chair she would turn on the television and stand beside it, waiting his instructions. He would tell her what show or movie he wanted to watch and Anita would set it up for him, adjusting the volume to his preference once it began. Then at his nod, indicating that everything was correct, Anita would quickly return to the kitchen to remove and store her apron before returning to kneel beside his chair, naked once more but for her collar. Often he would absently stroke her hair or massage her neck while he watched, and this always made her wish she could purr for him. After a while he would generally snap his fingers and point to the floor in front of his feet and Anita would hasten to take her position there, where she would loosen and remove each of his shoes in turn, placing them beside his chair. Then at a second snap of his fingers she would get on her hands and knees facing the screen, her legs parted and her behind directly in front of him. As soon as she was properly positioned he Brunette would raise his blowjob feet from the floor and rest them on the small of her back, using her as a footstool. Sometimes she couldn’t help but imagine the people she worked with seeing her at this moment of utter submission - and a shiver would run through her entire body. Then she and Don would watch together; he in his chair, she on her hands and knees. But that wasn’t all, not nearly. Whenever he felt like it - during commercials, for instance - Don would remove his feet from her back and sit forward in his pussy chair. Then he would begin to fondle Anita, lightly stroking with his fingertips the welts he had raised on her behind and thighs, wetting his fingers in her pussy, teasing the entrance to her anal passage, even kneeling and straddling her from behind, seizing her by the hips and crudely rubbing his erection up and down between her ass cheeks. Oh god, if she hadn’t felt completely like his slave-girl and possession by then this treatment never failed to cast its spell over her. And she was not permitted to move. Nor was she allowed to moan, whimper or cry out, no matter what the provocation. Though she always did. This was partially because she couldn’t help it, of course, but also because the punishment for disobedience was yet another hard slap on the behind for each infraction. Sometimes she was so noisy that she was ordered upstairs - still on hands and knees - to fetch her ball-gag and bring it back to him, dangling by its strap from her teeth. Sujata began to cry. Harry then climbed on top of her and pointed his cock to her pussy. Phil chuckled. They all look like Russian weight-lifters to me.” I told him ok, just fuck me once in the ass. For that you'll need to hang until the end of this story. Brunette I never wanted to give this up. She opened her eyes now. Stacie's dick thrusting into my pussy forced out Samantha's jizz. Maybe Thomas was simply more like him, as they shared the same blowjob interests. Shahira tilted her head back and parted her lips, revelling in the sensations pervading her body, the soft white ass gripped in one hand, her own full soft breast in the other, an eager little slut bobbing their head up and down, sucking her thick cock, life at its best. and telling them to keep me busy while he Hardcore will make excuses to leave the group and fuck my wife and return. She hovered on the brink of climax, eyes closed tight in focus, and when he grabbed her hips and started thrusting again it pushed pussy her over the edge. Their mother told Newlyn to just give Juliana some time and space for now. “Not yet Siix, we need to add her genetic enhancements first. I know I said sexy twice, but that is because it had to be twice as sexy as everything else. “Mostly.” “Good, I am aroused thinking about it, I want to blow him while Big Dick you watch. Heidi moaned in protest, hooked her heels around his ass and whispered,"Leave it in for a little while daddy. You’re going to waste it!” Her hands went down between her legs to grab my hair, but it wasn’t me. She jerked her head up and looked to see what was going on. This year, they explained they had changed the format. Abby helps her with the bras and some other tricky items. “Mmm, that's it. She sat up and pulled the blanket and comforter closer to her for protection until she realized the green eyes belonged to a large blue-tabby. But I like watching this.