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It was expensive, but we were able to get Melanie a good indian divorce lawyer. I cannot believe how lucky we were to discover that she was the wife of an executive whose company was targeted by, not only Robert's environmental law firm, but handled by Robert himself. He was able to take the company to the cleaners forcing them out of business and resulting in her husband taking his life. Unfortunately, this was one of the few times Robert was in the right, as it turned out this company and more specifically, this executive, were up to their necks in violations and embezzlement. However, it was needless to say, this lawyer jumped at the opportunity to stick it to Robert, even inviting Melanie and Audrey to live with her during this period and encouraging her to fuck Robert over, guaranteeing she could drum up some bullshit abuse claim. Melanie accepted the offer to stay with the lawyer, saving us a small fortune in renting an apartment, but simply wanted to cause as little waves as possible, since the lawyer had no idea of our relationship. Content with how Melanie and Audrey were handling things and getting calls from them every night to exchange 'I love you's' and updates, I was free to spend time with Bonnie. I woke up that Saturday morning to the pleasure of Bonnie's head lying on my stomach, my cock firmly seated down her throat, to the hilt. This had become a favorite pasttime for her, an opportunity to spend some quality alone time with her Owner. She would start by licking and drooling all over my cock, getting it nice a lubed before lying on her side. She would lower her head and lift my cock off of my belly just enough to get it into her mouth. She would then ease it down her throat, sliding her body a little bit each time to allow my length to slide further and further down. Once seated, she would lie her head down and rock back and forth lightly, giving me constant but gentle stimulation, while playing with my balls. She was the only woman in the house who could take my cock so easily down her throat. She also managed to suppress her gag reflex and could hold her breath for minutes at a time. This routine became a sort of meditation for her, her 'safe place'. It was used to bring me pleasure, but really only enough to keep me hard so that I would remain lodged inside her. She was like a child with a pacifier like this and could do it forever it would seem, only needing to pull back, once in a while, enough to draw air and swallow any saliva that hadn't leaked out already before taking me down again. The longest we had gone like this before was about forty minutes, after which, I needed to throat fuck her so I could cum, but it was clear she was more than willing to stay like this for hours. That's what I came to love about Bonnie. Sure, she was rough around the edges, she wasn't as bright or articulate as Audrey or Melanie, nor was she as deep or sentimental as the other two, but she loved me and she seized upon every opportunity she could to show me. Deep down, I believe she knew her limitations and preferred to show instead of tell, like now. Even if Mel and Aud were in the house or even in the room, when she was allowed to do this, we were the only people in the world to her. Before, I likened her to a puppy brought home from a pound and I stick to that assessment for the most part, but she was also like an abused dog who finally found a good home. She was so desperate to be loved, so desperate to have a place, a purpose in life. For all her life, she was a submissive forced to live a life outside her comfort zone. She never got to be the submissive she was suppose to be and worse yet, she faced constant abandonment. Now, she had me, she had her sister, she had her Family and she had the life she discovered she always wanted. This is why she was doing what she was doing. She liked having me stuffed down her throat, not for the sexual pleasure of it, though she did love it when I throat fucked her, but this was more about the connection. This was more about feeling safe and secure, about feeling me inside her, all around her, smelling everything about my masculinity and rubbing against it. I reached down to stroke her cheek and head as she whiled away, causing her a start. "Good morning, Bonnie." Unable to speak, she wriggled her body slowly in acknowledgement as she started sucking more and playing with my balls in a more stimulating manner. Clearly, she was gearing up for a blowjob, but I had other plans. "No, no. You just keep doing what you're doing, my dear." I patted her on the head gently, receiving a grateful wiggle as she ceased her efforts and returned to her meditations. I continued to stroke her head for another thrity seconds before she began pulling up. I guess it was time for air. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. “When they promised to only work through their proxies, their demigod children, and through portents and signs. I set down the menu and look her in the eyes. “Oh, yes, yes!” gasped Mohana. "So then, if I was to get a judge to have you give me the recordings of our conversation today, I could easily turn them over to both the U.S. Attorney for abuse of Federal authority as well as turning the tapes over to every media outlet across the US?" "Speaking of which..." she said, and leant forward and kissed Laura on the lips. Well, except for Friday. Until the brazilian's muscular body went limp - she have finally fainted. I was hooked again. As I was cleaning the kitchen, Marie called. Haste makes waste, but I kept my thoughts to myself as I indian scanned the sky. Linda told my wife the this necklace had been handed down from at least her great grandmother. She squealed in a girlish way and jumped into my arms. What he liked best was the upper part of the gooseneck. Press as he may, he had no practice in female anatomy in any significant way, but he did know some things. "That must've been very intimidating," Val said. Sam was about to turn when the gray leader reached out grabbing Sam's arm.