“Oh…” she said softly.When we finnaly pulled into her apartment complex and got out of the car, and after we ate, we went straight into her room...and she locked the door. She turned on the TV to Cartoon Network and we sat for a good hour watching and laughing. I kept looking her up and down when she was laughing, I just couldn’t stop myself from admiring her body.Eventually she got up from her bed and started undressing. My panties instantly moistened to the view of her body. The softest brown. I would pick a curvy Black woman over a skinny blonde any day. Believe that. However, I've got to break down Kendra's mental fortitude in order to truly transform her into a submissive. It's not just a physical process. There's more to it than whips and chains and dungeons. It's a mental process as well. I had to dominate her physically as well as mentally. And so I did what I had to. I told her that in order to fix her, I would need to put her through some tough work. She agreed. I made her do. "The cop was thrashing and coughing through his gag."She's soo cute isn't she?" The doc teased running his hand up her waist cupping a firm tit. Jennifer was now resisting a little more the huge frame of the doc towering over her.He looked at the man with an imprisoned bent double cock. "She enough to get any man hard. Let's see how long you can resist when she starts moaning."He pulled both her arms behind her back binding the wrists her chest thrusting forward."I'm going to give this bitch's. But a split second after that thought entered her head she realised that it was Amanda her girlfriend sleeping next to her. She thought about how much in love with Amanda she was and also of the situation she found herself in. It had started when she was fed up with her husband’s way of always getting what he wanted and rarely letting her have what she wanted. It all came to a head one night when she went out with her girlfriends. She was venting about her husband’s little dicklet, too. It.