A grunt torn from my throat was the best I could come up with. He twisted his fingers, then pulled them out, lightly stroking along the lips. I felt m... autonomy slipping away, my precious control over my own self, my own fate was leaving me with every stroke of his fingers. ‘Who do you belong to, Wright?’ he demanded. ‘You!’ I yelled, thrusting my pussy at his fingers. He pulled them away. ‘Say it!’ ‘I belong to you, sir,’ I said, my eyes on his, pure fiery defiance. He smiled at me for a. 000 photos or videos, to earn earnestly finally free premium membership.So I don't take any blah-blah for an answer anymore. I am too old and respected to eat any more of that sh*t.! Proofs - not counting hundreds of blogs in a few dozens of languages:1: -- #5 over all as 'petdyke' (with 410) in English -- Give me back my profile or face financial costly consequences!2: -- #1 weekly or monthly (17) as 'Poet-PETER' since Summer,entering the top-100 once more with a dozen in line.3: -- #3 over. She sat up then and smiled, kissing my neck as she slid off my boxer shorts. My dick stood ready and eager. Heather went down and kissed the tip of it with her little lips, I had my hand in her hair and brushed off her bandanna. She took half of my dick in her mouth and gently bobbed up and down in a nice routine.I just ran my head along her pig tails and played with her silky blond hair as she gave me head. She turned her head sideways and licked the length of my shaft before taking the head. She had on a collar that said SLUT. She had on black six inch platform heels that made her ass look great. Around her belly was a gold chain that had a little gold SLUT hanging off it over her belly button. Barb was pleased. She wanted Cheri now but she would have to wait. Barb's phone rang and she answered it. A big smile came to Barb's face as she hung up. She informed Cheri they closed a big deal and the sales team was on there way up for their reward. Cheri was told to do whatever they.