God, you turn me on so much it isn’t even funny. The way you tell me what to do, the sound of your voice, I am intoxicated by it. As much as I love ...o tease, I also like to be instructed, and you know how to do it. Listening to you tell me what to do to myself, while you tell me what you are doing to my body pushes me over the edge every time. I love being on the phone with you while we masturbate. Do you know what I would give to make it reality? I dream about your touch, your taste. God. He could feel her nipples against his chest and feel them rub up and down as he fucked her holes. He moaned to her as he fucked her "Oh baby, you fuck better than a high paid whore. And you have a tighter body. My cock feel so good inside that tight cunt of yours. You are going to love how much I can fuck and how long. My cock is going to stay hard and needing your ass and pussy for days. We are going to have so much fun." Art the then fucked her for over an hour before he took her to his play. She poured some of the solution over the wound on his left side, the liquid burning and cleansing the area where her fingers had dug deeply into his skin. She held him down firmly as he yelled and thrashed, applying a bandage over the gashes with some medical tape. With a heavy heart she stepped over him and repeated the process on the other side of his body, disinfecting and dressing the wound. When she was done, she moved to the head of the bed and began detaching the chain from his. Natural. Arousing.“Love, we have to run an errand. I’m going to tell you things that will help you on the ranch now, but you have to be very careful of them. You have to never let anyone know you are a rich woman.”“People already think mother is rich because of all we have bought.”“There was a reason for the kind of wealth you have shown. You were simply turning a farm in Iowa into a ranch in Wyoming. But this is more money than anyone living can imagine.”“Why do we need this wealth, Kyle? Is.