It's just not acceptable. I have told you what you must do. You can remember what I asked, can't you?"She nods, knowing she has gained nothing by her ...utburst.There are some things we must get clear, Vyerka. There was a time when you wore slavery like a costume. You took it off when you were tired of the game. You are now wearing slavery as your uniform. A uniform requires hard work, commitment and discipline. I will make sure you get plenty of all three, Vyerka. Do not underestimate me.Then. She was pretty sure that she couldn't quite replicate that feeling. Those feelings she should say. One when she ground and rode on top of him, lifting and dropping her pussy and clit on his cock; or the other, when he was like a beast on top of, or behind her, opening her up by repeatedly thrusting in and out, smacking up against her, making her butt shake from the force of their fucking.Yet even so, her new toy let her explore something similar all on her own, an autonomous mining of those. I grab her hair harder and as if in retaliation, she puts her fingers around my cock, stroking it hard while her mouth still swallows the head," fuck yes Melissa, or fuck i moan". I can't move my hips fast, her hand is stroking me savagely,, her mouth is sucking me hungrily, and every time i try to push in, her tongue flick on my cock, it feels like heaven fuck Melissa is fucking amazing at this!!, i grab her head with both hands making her swallow me, she takes her hand of my cock, fuck yes. .. I can't even think about Hayden without wanting to stranglehim!" Amber exclaimed. "How could he do that to me?" Do you wish to see your former friend punished as well?" the old womanasked.Amber pouted."As much as I blame her as well... I blame Hayden more. From what shetold me, he's the one who made the initial pass, so it wouldn't havehappened if it wasn't for him," Amber said."In that case, I believe I have something that will help you," the oldwoman said, and reached behind the counter,.