.."Aan wat nog?"-Ik weet niet zeker of ik morgen kan komen."Ik weet het anders wel zeker, je kan maken dat je hier bent!"-En wat moet ik dan zeggen te...en mijn ouders?"Zeg hen dat je dit weekend bij een vriend zal gaan gamen, zullen ze wel geloven."-Heel het weekend?"Ja."-Moet ik dan ook bij jou blijven slapen?"Het is: moet ik dan ook bij u blijven slapen meester, maar het antwoord is ja."-Ik weet niet of ik dat wel wil meester."Dat maakt mij niks uit of je dat wilt, ofwel ben je mijn slaaf en. Oh yes Oh yes he saidPushing my head further down on him so his shaft was going in deepSucking as much of his shaft as I could. I'm wasn't used to giving a blow job and his cock was rather large. Made me gag and moan a lot.I stopped after a while because I wanted him to kiss me more. Standing up we again kissed passionately. This time I placed his hands under my dress onto my skimpy panties. He squeezed and massaged my cheeks. Then in a swift motion he pulled my panties to the floor. I gasped. ?Now you know what is about to happen, and you know that if you spill one drop that you will be punished?. ?Yes Master? she replies, tears welling in her eyes again. ?I need you nice and clean for the dinner party tonight,? he tells her. He uses some of the vegetable oil to lube her ass up and then slides the thick nozzle into place. She moves a little and moans, he knows it is uncomfortable for her but that’s the whole point – and she is about to get a lot more uncomfortable. He attaches a. On a summer's evening like this, it was almost a pleasure to mow the grass before our evening meal.I trundled the barrow through the gap in the yew hedge and into the vegetable garden. Laura had insisted on planting an evergreen hedge between the 'entertaining' and 'productive' parts of our garden; I hadn't objected because the slightly warmer microclimate within the shelter of the hedge meant that the growing season was extended by a week or more. It had more than repaid the work involved.The.