” The place they chose was just off the motorway. It was almost empty, and lacking in warmth and character. They chose a seat by the window, out of ...ight of the bar. There was no one around them at all. After he was halfway down his pint, Jan said “Are you happy with what you what you bought me, then? It certainly wasn't cheap!” she asked. “Of course.” he replied. “It was worth every penny. You look amazing in it. Absolutely stunning.” She smiled “Thank you.” she said, resting her hand on his. Nick Bailey, my history teacher was not gay or at least he was in a tight shut closet, because he mentioned of his wife and grown up k**s quite a lot in his class. Ok, let us believe that he was not gay but the only thing that kept my interest in his class was his rounded, fully curved ass bubble that was raised slightly up and looked not only delicious but also very special when he turned his back towards the class to scribble something on the blackboard or when he walked on the podium from. “She has done what was asked of her, but nothing more. She has tried to impress you, but she hasn’t tried to exceed your expectations. I think she has no idea what submission is, but you can’t expect more than that in a week,” my mom said bluntly.Dad asked me to unfasten my sister’s gag and let her have a turn to speak. He told her to stand at attention. My sister stood up, clenched her ass cheeks, and stuck her tits out. She parted her mouth slightly as she had been taught and put her hands. She then gave me a naughty smile and went to the kitchen and came back with a jar of apple juice. She poured it into my mouth and I drank it greedily. Then she drank some. About 1/4th of the jar was still full. I took a hand full of juice and poured it into her right boob. Juice started to ooze to her nipple and I sucked her boob clean. I repeated it again, this time on the other boob and she moaned ooooh. The third time she buried her right boob into the jar and made it wet with juice. And.