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The warm water blended with her tears as she tried to understand her husband's betrayal."We have to go to Mom's." Brian said. "Something's wrong." "Wh...t is it? Is she hurt?" Sandra looked at her brother and asked."No. Nothing like that." Brian replied. "You heard me. I told her it would be a bit."The look on Sandra Connelly's face reverted back to one of lust. Sliding her hands up her brother's muscular shoulders the young woman began to thrust her crotch up."Good. Because you need to cum to. Had I not given you sufficient warning of what I would do???Yes, Mi? my owner.??And you came to me. So you knew what to expect.??Yes, Mistress. I will strive to do better, Goddess?.She snorted. ?Christ, what was that???Mistress??She sighed. ?We are going to have to work on your tone - you sound like an arse. There is no need to use a word like ‘strive’ that you wouldn’t use in real life?.?No, Mistress?.?You have a – what is that, is that a slight lisp???Not that I am aware of. More

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