She can’t suppress a moan whenever it presses against her clit. “You bastard!” she says venomously. You find it admirable that she’s so commit...ed to the roleplay. But it’s no surprise, considering that she performs for a living. Kaypea tries to twist her hips away from you but the ropes are too tight, and it’s easy to keep the vibrator in place. After a while she stops struggling. Her pants of exertion are replaced by a different kind of panting altogether. “Ohhh…” she moans involuntarily.You. Every so often, for variety and his own amusement I’d guess, he’d lay the ruler paddle square across both cheeks. And, because of the exposed position he had me in, this would mean my cunt received a burning slap, wrenching an even bigger sob from deep in my throat. And yet I knew, deep down inside, that I was deserving of every stroke. I needed this. Because I’d shown I had no self-discipline, I needed him to take charge and bring me into line again. The tears streaming down my cheeks would. I set to work playing blackjack and counting cards. At the point where the card count turned the odd in my favor I was up a couple of hundred dollars. I had followed all the other suggestions in the books on how to play blackjack religiously. So when the odds went in my direction, I knew I had only a few hands before they reshuffled the cards. At that point I raised my bets to the table limit. There was no advantage to dragging it out. The casino security would catch on pretty quickly.I was up. She couldn't believe what she saw. Her older son committing sodomy on her young daughter. Mike being forceful with Marissa, pulling her hair, shoving her face into the sofa. He roughly fucked her ass while Marissa teared up. Rachel turned off the video. She couldn't believe this was happening, how she never was aware of it. Rachel started crying. “It's all my fault. It happened again.” She thought angrily. “I should have stayed at home like it used to be instead of going back to work, Mike.