This is the natural instinct that makes her who she is.It’s A CallingWhen a gurl feels her true self calling the only way she can be happy is to obe.... She can no more deny who she is than the sun can deny who she is. She has been chosen. Merely finding a man and getting “fucked in the ass” is not enough. Oh it feels good to taste that cock and receive its ejaculate in your bum, but that’s not who you are. Its not what you were born to do. You have a pussy, not an ass. And you need that pussy. Just a moment. She's right here." And he handed the receiver to Weena."Hello ... Oh, hi ... Yes, we were all watching ... Do you think he can? [laugh] ... Yes, you're most likely correct ... Can I call you back? ... Right."Weena turned to me. "That was Sue. She wants you on. She thinks that your 'promise' no longer holds — you've been outed in the House — and you'll never find a 'friendlier' interviewer. I think she's right. And I think you go on wearing the dark blue suit with your arm in a. Her collar was being pulled against her windpipe as the tether chain was stretched taut. "Oh, you poor cunt - are you choking? Does it hurt?" He laughed softly and pinched Guljana's ringed clit between his finger and thumbnails."GGGGUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Like that, pain-slut?" He began to twist his hand, smiling at her anguished howl of complaint. "Your sweet little English sister-cunt's gonna get loads of this. Oh yes, that bitch's gonna suffer good before I finish off. I promise.”Cash licks his lips. He grins and slowly removes his hands from her wrists. Sarah shivers uncontrollably. She whimpers when his fingers suddenly creep up, brushing over her belly. Her hands instantly shoot down to stop him but stop when a low growl reverberates through the air.Sarah squirms at his cold fingers. His teeth hungrily nip along her neck. He presses his hand flatly against her belly, allowing his fingers to explore in a deliberately slow manner. She closes her eyes as they.