She WILL obey and like this. “Stop!” he says so loud he surprises himself. The movement beneath him ceases. “I don’t want to hurt you…. but ... will if the situation calls for it. Now obey what I say and I will let you live through this. Understand?” “…….” No response.Her unwillingness angers him. He slaps her across the breasts with his right hand, as a loud, resounding SMACK echoes in the darkness. “Yes, Yes, YES! I understand…don’t hurt me, please! I’ll do what you want…just don’t hurt. The terrain was flat for miles around and on the edge of The Fens, nothing was higher than a low bush to stop the fresh cold wind whistling in from the North Sea, spraying that fine driven rain that seeps through, wetting anything and everything in its path.There was a car waiting for us, driven by a smart WAAF Sergeant, who couldn’t possibly be more than twenty years old. She was only expecting one passenger to take to the AOC, but she cheerfully accepted Mrs Jones as my secretary and told us. "Ah! Mr. Gift-wrap!" Arlette beamed. "Now it all starts to make sense." But how did this picture end up on Caroline's wall?" asked Arlette after a short while."Maybe she went into one of the selected shops, saw the poster and liked it so much that she asked for it and the shop owner gave it to her. Maybe she knows someone who works in one of the selected shops and they gave her the poster instead of putting it up in the shop. There are probably many other possibilities. The only way to know for. .. hold that pose" demanded Laura as she snapped photo after photo of Sonia Ngomo and myself in her backyard photographic studio. She moved in to get closeups ... I'm sure that the only things in her view finder were Sonia's bald black pussy and my long fat rigid white cock.We'd started off the session with some relatively tame nude shots of us individually and then together, but the atmosphere had turned hot and electric in the last 15 minutes when my cock woke up from its slumber and grew to.