Sam brought it back again and swung it down hard. Swat!She was not allowed a moment to compose herself, like he usually did. He gave her two more fast...and powerful strikes with the belt.Swat! Pop! Marcia nearly jumped up from the desk to grab her behind. Sam saw her hand reaching for her butt, even with him having her pinned down to the desk.“Stand up Marcia Brady. Put your hands on the desk. Now lay on top of those hands.” Sam walked her through how he wanted her to leave her hands, as he. I do my job without fanfare, and my reward is knowing that I have successfully performed my duty for my country and my Queen.’ A good thing, she added to herself, that M doesn’t know how much like her father she is in one regard: her unbridled and unquenchable thirst for sex, anywhere and anytime, as long as it with her Brad. And just like James Bond, Jane Bond’s real reward for a successful mission was the passionate sex that always seemed to follow immediately afterward. M seemed to respond. They are awesome."A wry grin crosses Tori's face. She reaches out and brushes her fingers over the soft skin, thumbing a dusky nipple which peaks beneath her touch. "They're very nice," she replies agreeably, wondering how Trina got her -- and everyone else -- so well-trained when it comes to her birthweek.And every other day of the year.Trina inhales noisily at Tori's touch, her gaze turning sharp with pleasure. "Use your mouth," she whispers.Tori only thinks for a moment because they've. ” Mary leant forward and put Ruth’s nipple in her mouth. She felt the piercings rattle against her front teeth. Very carefully, she closed her lips round the nipple and sucked. Hot milk splashed on the back of her throat, making her cough. She tried again, ready for the milk this time. It tasted a bit different, not as creamy as cow’s milk, but quite palatable. In fact Mary thought that was very nice. She drifted off, sucking quite contentedly. She could see now why Hazel and Jaqueline had been.