.That sound, the jingling I longed for. The sounds of thin metal plates clanging together like slave bells ringing. The sound of dog tags. Just the so...nd nearly made me cum. It was like a dinner bell for a fat girl. I was ready to ravish him or be ravished. I wanted to be violated in the worst way. Man handled by a muscular Marine.He walked back into the room and at that moment I got a glimpse of his rock hard body and shaved head. He was so fucking hot and so huge. I was about to get. He stroked her cheek gently, and she closed her eyes as she memorized his touch. ‘I’ll try to watch the show as often as I can.’ ‘Hopefully the next time you see me, I’ll have won this game and we can get on with our lives together.’ She felt his lips against hers, earnest and intense. She pushed her lips against his and parted hers, allowing him to slip his tongue into her mouth. Their tongues twirled around each other, savoring the last time they would be together. After a minute, they. His tongue tangled with mine. He took my breasts in his hand and massaged them, very gently at first then roughly, pinching and pulling my nipples.I was getting so aroused, I reached down and started stroking his cock. I went to get on my knees and he lifted me back up and had me lay on the bed. He cuffed my hands to the bed and blindfolded me, then took out a riding crop. I felt him smack my breasts one at a time. He would smack me then pinch my nipple until I cried out. I started to get wet. YOUNG PETER, VERY NICE,'' PETER UTTERED, ''I LOVE IT WHEN YOU SAY YOUNG PETER, IT BRINGS OUT THE SUBMISSIVE SIDE OF ME, AND THE WAY YOU DEMAND ME TO DO THINGS. I LOVE IT.'' SUSAN LOOKED AT PETER AND GRINNED, STILL STROKING HIS COCK. '' IF YOU ARE A GOOD BOY,THERE WILL BE MORE.'' WITH THAT MRS COCKSON ENGULFED YOUNG PETER'S ACHING COCK INTO HER MOUTH, MOANING AS SHE DID SO.PETER WAS BESIDE HIMSELF, WAVES OF PLEASURE RAN THROUGH HIS COCK AND THOUGHOUT HIS BODY, MOANING AND UTTERING.