Take me home and fuck me again, please.”In the taxi, going home, we kissed like two teenagers and groped each other through our clothes. I felt a bi... guilty about behaving like that while the taxi driver was watching us in his mirror, so gave him a generous tip to ease my conscience.As soon as we were inside my front door we stripped each other naked then I lifted her up with my hands under her bum cheeks, sat her on a small table near the front door, and plunged into her. I was aroused by. I opened the front door and let him out. It looked more like London than southern California. I could just make out the outline of the main house through the fog.I shivered and closed the door. Jack was in the kitchen when I got back, pouring coffee for the two of us. I got the flyswatter off the counter and went over to the washer and dryer closet at the far end of the kitchen. I opened the door and checked. No mouse that I could see. I leaned over the trash container of dog food and looked.. He smiled at the short thin brown man standing facing them,"Barati, I'll beat you yet."The brown face split into an excreta eating grin which said 'in your dreams, bossman, in your dreams'. He took their forage caps and was murmuring a quiet"Welcome, Commodore." as a duo of energetic children exploded about either side of him and impacted into Polacks legs with cheerful voices not quite yelling"Hello, Daddy" "Hello Uncle Polack".Polack lifted the boys giving them each a hug."Thank you, Uncle. No wiping after having a pee at ANY TIME No wiping my cum off after I have cum ANYWHERE in or on your face/body at ANY TIME. No sitting on your skirt, always lift the skirt up at the back so that only your bare arse is on the seat EVERY TIME < see wet wipes above> No skirts or dresses to be worn longer than level with the bottom of your bum cheeks. Only high heeled open toed sandals to be worn when we are out but ALWAYS barefoot when we are in the car and also when we are indoors at any time..
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........I was happily tired and lied down for short time.Joyce lie there in agony for what seemed to be hours. Her clitoris ached from the clothes pin
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