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 good evening, Sir, i'm so glad you liked the gyno analogy; that cold steel
table with the little paper strip and stirrups is the home of some of my
favorite fantasies ...  you don't happen to own one, by any chance ...  a
gyno table, that is ...  sorry, i know, no questions til i catch up on my
correspondence.  i am determined to catch up this weekend!  it may amuse
you to know that when i called in to play hooky from my church
responsibilities tomorrow, i told my pastor's wife i had "female trouble."
that's a fair assessment of the situation don't you think?  :) i agree that
we both know i will tell you everything.  but what will you do with me
then? why all the struggle?  well, i guess it's my old cry and wiggle
routine.  i like it.  don't you?  rape is more fun when there's a struggle
isn't it?  thank you so much for the promise of chapter 4 - i'm very
excited about both upcoming treats and cannot wait to read them ...  so on
to my tasks with renewed enthusiasm ...  i guess it's about time to "hop on
up there" and spread for you ...  no, WIDER - owwwwwww - why, on top of
almost dislocating my hip, do you make me reach down with my hands and pull
my pussy so WIDE open - my poor little cuntlips are going to stretch and
start hanging down to my thighs if you make me do this for long ...  jesus
help me please Sir just change your mind and please don't make me do this
please?