This makes balancing difficult, leaving little room for me to struggle or kick. I don't dare anyway. Fighting or kicking is an invitation for a belt o... a stick. Smack! Smack! Smack! I clench so that I won't moan. In my mind, the less painful I make it sound, the less satisfaction I give him, even though it's simply a matter of time before I start moaning, crying, and begging for mercy like a little girl. I absolutely hate the feel of his hot, big, rough hand on my bare bottom. Humiliation is an. His cum filled my mouth and for first time in my life I was going to swallow a man's cum!"Oh shit! Cum....cum..,cumming!" He groaned telling me what my mouth already knew.It was hard to think but then I swallowed a mouthful even as his cock continued to erupt. Then he let go and just whimpered like a puppy as I licked and cleaned the remnants of his orgasm. I sat and watched him as he gradually recovered the ability to speak."So was that better than recording a blowjob?" I asked as I. If she had a voice, she would have screamed.I recognize her. . . Or him. . . Or, well, I’m still trying to figure that out.Harley Quinn as I now think of her, the person who had once been Derek, cowers in fear in her cell.“Look what you did to that poor woman,” Albrecht growls behind me, and I feel my temper slipping. “Derek,” I say through clenched teeth, “What lies did you spread this time?”She only continues to cower, not answering. Albrecht’s grip on my shoulder tightens, and I know I’m in. . I got the letter today, and it's all because of you!" She hugged him tighter and then did something so unexpected he didn't have time to react or turn his head – she kissed him on the lips and it was far from a kiss between friends. Gina put her whole body into the kiss and moved her arms up around his neck so it would be difficult to pull away. Gina was tall and slim and had very nice breasts which threatened to poke through the front of his starched shirt. Her tongue traced his lips. For a.