Her slaves also liked the blood donation connected with it more and more. But Selene preferred to spend her nights in bed with her maids. She liked se... with women better and it excited her much more than sex with men. She did enjoy sex with her male slaves, but she felt much more satisfied with her servants afterwards. Selene liked their tender skin and soft breasts much more. However, she did not understand why people could be controlled so easily through sex. Sex was enjoyable, but to submit. Natasha must be getting at least fifteen . . . maybe twenty. Her shrieks, ever-increasingly agonised, were like music in Belle’s ears. Give it to her! Give it to her! She kept saying the words inwardly as she watched the weals multiply. Harder! Harder! Oh heaven! Then suddenly it was over. Yes ... it had been twenty strokes. Sixty stripes. A murderous punishment. There was not the slightest doubt that Natasha would watch her step closely in future! Good! Good! Belle temporarily forgot her. ” Mr Peters, smiling sarcastically, said, “I, in your place, would have taken the wisdom.” Gandhi shrugged indifferently and responded, “Each one takes what he doesn’t have.”Mr Peters, by this time, was fit to be tied. So great was his anger that he wrote on Gandhi’s exam sheet the word “Idiot” and handed it back to him.Gandhi took the exam sheet and sat down at his desk, trying hard to remain calm while he contemplated his next move. A few minutes later, Gandhi got up, went to the professor. First, my name is Vanessa. I am now twenty-five and am getting married next month. My fiancé (just LOVE saying that) David and I have not had ‘sex’ yet. Though he had enjoyed my oral talents many times. I have never confessed my obsession for cum to him however. Each time we get started I think this will be the first time but my need to swallow overcomes my desire for fucking. He tries to reciprocate but after a load in my mouth I am always satisfied. I am sure David thinks he is the luckiest.