As I stood there, I bit my lower lip while wishing I had licked it from his cock instead.I sat down in the same spot Daddy had been sitting in earlier...that night. I propped my feet up on the edge of the couch so my legs were spread wide. With one hand, I began to teasingly play with my clit, and with my other hand, I pinched one of my very hard nipples.Slowly, I began to slide a finger into my tight cunt. I was so fucking wet again. My juices had already begun to pour over my tight asshole from. It was a wonderful feeling. I pulled her toward me to snuggle. But she wiggled free. "I have to pee," she said. I sensed an opportunity."Well, what if I don't let you go?" I had kept my arm around her. When I spoke, the arm tightened. She started to struggle."Honey! Do you want me to wet the bed?" No, but I might want you to wet me," I replied. Her eyes widened in shock. I'd never breached the subject of the latest fetish to catch my eye. She'd responded favorably the first time I spanked her.. Dangling from the collar of each, a tag carried a single Chinese character.“For this lesson, we give slaves a name,” Liu Wei announced, looking no more pleased to be involved in this class than the last. “Usually, ‘you’ is enough, but today we have ‘worm,’ ‘slug,’ and,” she pointed at Bernard’s tag, “‘cockroach.’ All spineless animals, just like their namesake. Only thing stiff about them ever is their cocks!”The girls giggled in response.“Miss Anna, show how Path of Hand may be used. Use this. ‘Cypress?’ he asked, his voice full of astonishment. She shook her head. ‘Mrf mph mrph!’ ‘Oh!’ Avery pulled his hand away from her mouth. ‘Sorry. You are Cypress, aren’t you?’ ‘No!’ she spat, after sucking in a gulp of air. ‘Get off me!’ Because it was really actually very nice, being pinned to the bed like that. Except there was no way she could let him get away with that, so Cypress wriggled beneath him, trying to push him off. Scowling, Avery sprang backwards, releasing her. And she found.