In fact, my entire body was bound, leaving only my hands and feet exposed. Starting from my ankles, he wrapped me with ace bandage tightly. Mummified,...I was completely at his mercy. He is in total control. I tried wiggling a bit, maybe if I test it a little bit. I could…“You doing okay, my little slut?”“Yes, Sir.” came my muffled reply. I can hear his heavy footsteps around me.“Do you remember your safe signal slut?”Forming the number 3 with my fingers. I heard his low chuckle.“Good slut.”. Gil touched the top one with his forefinger. "You want to do all of these?" I nodded. "I'm only in town for a month." He picked up the stack and started to read them--I covered them with my hand. "Not in front of me. Please." "If we're going to do these--" I squirmed while he read through them. Finally he set them down. "I can see I should finally take that back vacation." He sat on the edge of the desk. I noticed his cock head was completely shrouded in foreskin. None of my fantasies had. La bombasse absolue, des seins comme des obus, un fessier à se damner, une peau douce comme de la pêche… Depuis le début de l’année, je n’avais pas arrêté de la draguer.Sauf que ça avait été en vain… Hier Marie avait annoncé qu’elle sortait avec Mathieu… C’était un con. D’accord il avait un physique d’athlète. D’accord il avait les meilleures notes. D’accord il avait de la répartie… Mais c’était un con. Il avait une gueule qui me revenait pas. Et maintenant j’avais une bonne raison de le. She didn’t know where to look, at the embarrassing stain between her legs, or into his eyes where he’d see the lust in hers. She opted for the ground.Knowing that she wasn’t going to be able to hold out much longer, she moved the soaked cloth out of the way and spread her slippery, swollen lips. She shuddered, exposing herself like this. It made her feel like such a slut and he knew that, which was why he made her do it. Finally, with a little whimper, she let loose, the golden stream spraying.