. the teeth clenched fiercely again.This time, three cuts came in quick succession, to set Simone writhing frantically again.“YYYAAIIIE... AAAAGHHHH...HH... YYYAAAGHHH... ST-STOO... OPPP... no... m-more... no... M-Master... M-Master!”Quentin smiled contentedly. The first lesson. The first submission. Excellent. And so delightful. Simone’s head was down again and she was sobbing unrestrainedly. She, too, knew she had been made to submit. And she hated herself for it. Almost as much as she hated. Trixie could taste his hot precum and Tammi’s tasty white girl spit as it oozed down his long black nutsack and onto the blonde agents tongue and mouth.Tammi may not be able to deep throat this 68 yr old black cock but she could damn sure make him cum. The slutty white girl began sucking harder and faster on the big black cock head and the first 3 inches of his thick black meat. Trixie could feel the Captains nuts start to move and she quickly moved her mouth up under his sack and began. On that occasion she had been made to step into a small chamber which had then closed behind her, leaving her in a four feet square enclosure. The confinement was bad enough but immediately on stepping in she noticed a chill in the air. By the time she was let out a half hour later, the place was below freezing.She was not surprised that she had not caught a chill. Emma had never been ill in her life, despite many duckings and soakings as a somewhat wild tomboy. Viruses and bacteria seemed to. It's not really a fashion or style choice, it's mostly paranoia. I once accidentally stepped on someone's foot while she was wearing sandals and broke her toe. I've feared karmic retribution since, so I've always worn shoes with some sort of top to them, even if it was just on the toes. It's gotten to the point sometimes I forget to take my shoes off before I get into bed, even when I'm alone.I started rambling again, didn't I? Sorry. Happens sometimes. Back on course. Let's see. Well, that's.