. Well, we'll see about tomorrow, tomorrow." While we are in this room," he continued, "you will address me as 'Sir'. Outside this room, you will cont...nue to address me as 'Mr. Jenkins', is that clear?"I nodded dumbly, quaking like a leaf in the wind.Out of nowhere, a leather strap wrapped itself loudly around my flank, leaving a stripe of fire in it's wake!When my shrieks of pain died down, Mr. Jenkins said calmly, "Answer when you're spoken to, slave." Um, uh, yes." I replied, then, as I saw. .." she started. She was almost too nervous. I wondered how aware she was that this indecency was transplanted. It must have seemed very strange to her, this sudden desire. Or, rather, obsession. It must have seemed equally strange to Emily that she would be moved to act on it with so little consideration.Its extreme nature came from the minds of those more experienced in the oral arts." ... to take it in my throat," she paused, self-conscious, but not for long. " Deep down, I mean. I want you. He was enjoying so was me he was in me for more than a hour my pussy was swollen then we went missionary again & he was jumping on me filling me full of his lengths his dick was stiff & he removed his dick from my cunt & bought near my face & started jerking his cock in some time he splashed his load of cumm all over my face it was too much he splashed four times his thick white sperms were all over my sexy face then with his fingers he gave me in my mouth I happily eaten all I was not able to. This time I turned left.I arrived home to find the party had moved from the bar to my living room, only the party had begun to crash. Courtney was lying down with her head in Mark's lap. Robbie was sprawled out on the other side of the sofa. Donnell was sitting at a table behind the sofa, sipping what looked like bourbon. “Are they crashing here?” I asked Courtney. She didn’t answer but Robbie did.“If that’s OK. We’ve all had a bit too much to drink,” he said either sleepily or.