Are you sure you’re getting a good enough look? Don’t you want to make sure everything fits?” Julia’s legs in the gleaming stockings stirred J...hn’s cock and it began to stiffen. “I think the touch test is called for. She got up and took his hand, leading him back around the desk. She swiftly pushed the keyboard and other paraphernalia out of the way, then turned and stepped out of her skirt, pulled her blouse off, and turned down the lacy cups of her bra. “Do you think this looks sexy, John?”. He smirked playfully and approached her. Morning, gorgeous. He said to her as he stroked her face. She remained silent and looked away. No, baby, you dont get to decide anything here. I own you! He retorted. He released her from her restraints and she fell kneels down on the floor. She found it strange, she was released from the rack only after shed been tortured or raped. He saw her confused look and grinned as he thought poor little thing, she has no idea what this is all about. He then. Her father was always telling her that. She could hear him now, “It’s not always what you say, but how you say it.” Mentally chastising herself, she thought of how to make it up to him.Seeing that she was still a little uneasy, he gave himself another mental kick. Slow down, boy, you’ll spook her. Deciding to keep the conversation light, he said laughing, “Really, I bet the Italians didn’t care to much for the Irish thing.”“I don’t know, I never asked. He died when I was six. I didn’t really. She hasn't come yet, has she?" Anna asked."No, why?" "She'll be so fuckin' hot she won't know what's happening to her," Anna said between her teeth."AWWWW, FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Billy Johnson cried as he blew his load into Marie's cunt."Okay, that takes care of him, and she's still hanging," Anna said to the chaplain. "Take her downstairs. Greg and Ken have got something good for her," Anna said, smiling at the groaning, bucking woman."Come on, babe," Chet said as he grabbed Marie away from Billy.