Marchio- or Sal as she was now to call him because she was sure as hell not calling him Babbo, motioned to his presumed muscle in attendance, ‘Andre... please take Ms. Bella’s belongings to the car… Bella I am glad you didn’t pack much, I’m thrilled that you allow me the opportunity to purchase anything you’d like,’ he paused looking her over. ‘I heard you were an avid reader and I have purchased you a Kindle, it is in the car. Please know it’s my intention to spoil my future daughter-in-law to. This lady had not caned her, having failed to find any fault, although Rosanne would have. (It was when a snarling Lisa was found guarding Samantha from the attentions of two other inmates who had designs on her body, having given one of them a bloody nose and the other a black eye, that the excuse had been found to punish her again just a day after her flogging. She hoped Sammy was alright now that her protector had gone, but the girl had survived three years without her before she arrived so. I slid my fingers through her ass, caressing her between her ass cheeks...I could feel the heat from her pussy...her hot juices poured from her, soaking me...she was squirming now in the puddle of her that she'd made on my tummy...I spoke softly against her lips..."Betty...pleeeeese eat me...eat me good...I belong to you...my entire body is all yours..."Betty sucked my lips, then let go..."Fuck yes...Susan is mine..."She fucked her tongue way inside my mouth, then back out...my breath was on. She grabbed me as she came through the door, her hand going straight to my balls, gripping them firmly as her lips pressed against mine in a deep, hungry kiss. She was rarely a passive lover, but there was something totally different about her tonight. She had a level of aggression about her that was primal and raw.I was a little dazed by her onslaught. As I started processing what was happening, between the rustic smell of her wet leather jacket and the sweetness of her cover up, I realized.