" she groaned, feeling her orgasm screaming to get out. She needed to cum so bad, but she knew that she wasn't allowed to cum without permission. "Si...?" she asked. "Yes, slut." "Please... can you... can you make me come?" she asked, unsure if she should be. He smiled at her. "Ahh, you catch on quickly. That's good. Indeed, I very well COULD make you come. And judging by your current state, quite easily too. But you will have to ask me nicely." "Please, Sir, please let your slut cum like. A quick rummage and there was the pink lottery ticket.Now how did I find out what the winning numbers were?The net! The lottery had to have a web site. I fired up the computer and logged on before pointing the browser at Yahoo.Two minutes later the Lottery site was loading with this weeks winning numbers displayed for all to see. I checked them against the ticket in my hand and yes the numbers were the same.I WAS A WINNER!!!Then my evil side kicked in. I was going to tease Sarah, I wouldn't. Isabelle finally can no longer resist the pulsing between her legs and gasps with her orgasm, biting James' shirt to keep from shouting in pleasure. Her breasts rests upon his back, and he is acutely aware of her moaning. His own orgasm quickly comes, much to his dismay, to the sounds of her suppressed ecstasy.They reach the castle, and Lord James dismounts. Isabelle follows, sheepishly. A guard grabs her shoulders under the pretense of leading her behind James; his hands slide to her breasts,. A whole week of items, mainly small ones, like underwear. Two bras, two pairs of tights and five pairs of undies I carefully pulled them out, one black, two white, one multicoloured and a light blue pair. My perv side kicked in. I sniffed each one, long and deep to saviour the aroma each one gave. To be fair, they all smelt much the same. I guess that the mingling with the other clothes had taken some of it away, but the light blue silky pair towards the top was the best. You could definitely.
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