I can kill you, by condemning you to life. I can make you inert inside. Sometimes living is far worse than death.” He said with such bitterness and ...istain. I saw sick amusement in his face. “Aren’t you going to stop me Rebecca.” He asked curiously. “Stop you from what?” I asked already realizing the answer. “From taking you. Making you mine.” He challenged. I backed away and he reached out to grab me. A moment of weakness and clouded judgment caused me to take his stained wrist and force it. " "Yeah?" "Yeah. In fact, let's make a wager. If she doesn't make you come in hermouth and swallow it by the time I count to sixty, we'll tear out her tongue." "But I wanna fuck her!" "You'll have time for that later. Come on! Get out your weapon and letssee if she can bring you off fast enough to keep her tongue." Annia was shoved to her knees as the soldier came toward her, raising thehem of his tunic and pushing aside the leather panels of his shirt to exposehis manhood. It was only. " That blouse isnt a really good color for your skin tone, and most girlswear closed toed shoes when they wear hose. If you want, you could join meand some friends when we go shopping after school, and we could find stuffthat suits you better." But ..." And you did okay on the makeup for a first-timer, but my friend Maryknows some tricks that could really bring out the best in your features.If you're interested, I'm sure she'd help you." But ..." The skirt's nice, though, if that makes you. I love to see your milky-white skin turning a rosy pink. You bounce from foot to foot, which is delightfully erotic.You once again spin around to keep your ass from my crop. It is hard to hit a moving target, but I find your cheeks with practiced ease. Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!“Oooooowwww!” you squeal, as your cheeks glow red.The crop has a more intense bite than the paddle or my hand. Rubbing my hand over your heated ass, I whisper, “Are you going to cum when I tell you this time?”“Yes,” you.