She was an expert blowjobber. She’d pull off and give lots of lip and tongue action up and down the guy’s rigid cock, then open her lips wide to t...ke him in her mouth again. Finally it was for fucking. For all the world it looked like Brittany was really into her work. She was writhing around on that platform like she was having a dozen orgasms. But there was trouble in Paradise . . . seems like the Big Guy couldn’t get his nuts off . . . As far as I’m concerned he MUST have been gay! I mean,. Another maid came and went, another pot of tea silently left behind. Karoline took a sip, savoring the taste. Things could certainly have been worse. At least the Duke had a strong sense of hospitality. This tea was delicious. After a quick glance outside showed that the room was carefully guarded, she abandoned her plan to sneak out and snoop around the estate. Protesting that she had just gotten bored and gone wandering lost much of their impact if she had to slip past the watchful guards.. . "we were on a spy cam on a porn websites! This link was sent to the whole school!" I yelled. Jessica walked over and watched. "what a bitch!" Jessica yelled. "we need to put this bitch in her place" I said angrily... "Kay" Olive said all cheerfully, "damn right" Jessica said... So we talked for a bit and we decided that we were going to find her weakness and enforce it on her, and get her most precious item she requires... Her dignity... We just got done with math so we headed out to. Apparently, all the psychologists and so called experts say that our fantasies and fetishes can be traced back to something that happened to us in our past. I tried to recall, to find some answers, but could only come up with that sometimes my mother used to hit us with a stick when we had misbehaved, so this could explain my liking for being caned and whipped, but as I’m appalled by incest it doesn’t explain why I get turned on by it. Another memory that I recalled was when I was younger, two.