?What a patheticfucking whore you are? her Master noted while she walked passed wagging herstuffed anus in front of him. ?Yes Master.Thank you Master... I love you Master? she answered. She didn?t needto say the last bit, but it was sincere, right from her heart. She loved him somuch and so deeply. Beads of sweat where forming between her tits and on herupper lip. This was becoming very strenuous and her muscles ached and she hadto use all her focus to keep going. She tried to take her mind off. "No, not really. Sometimes if I am under a lot of pressure, they seem to be a bit more frequent. But what can you do about pressure? I mean, we are all under pressure from time to time, right?" she said."Yes, that's true. But sometimes pressure can build and if we can't find a way to release it, it can become too much and we lash out or act out as a relief mechanism. Just like the relief valve on your pressure cooker vents the internal pressure of the pot, if it didn't work for some reason the. “She,d showed him the bathroom and left him to freshen up so he felt better already having relieved himself and had a good wash including his sweaty genitals which he hoped might get some use later that evening. He,d never made love to a woman this big before, but the thought intrigued him and turned him on more. He was certain Annabelle knew the effect she was having on him making sure she leant over more to give him better looks at her almost naked titties and some of her actions and she must. She backed away from them and the leader said “OK Susan, let’s see what you've got and we won’t hurt you”. She backed into the lounge and they followed when the leader undid his trousers and pulled out his limp cock and told her to get her kit off. The other 4 followed his lead and she was soon surrounded by 5 naked cocks, most being stroked slowly. “If I do as you ask will you leave?” they all said they would so she started. First the jacket came off leaving her with skirt and blouse and.