Please let me go. I want to go home to my Mistress.?Bring the cane down again across my tits he says, ?Wrong answer slut. Where were you supposed to b... earlier tonight??Crying in pain and regret I say, ?I was supposed to be with Mistress.?Kneeling down beside me he starts rubbing the welts that have developed on my tits making me wince in pain. Gently teasing my nipples he says, ?Then you do know why you’re here, slut??Not answering right away he starts pinching my nipples painfully making me. " I know, Sir. Not for another eleven months and twenty-three days I'm told. However, we're more concerned about the rest of the Squadron. They're still over the Pacific, inbound."The Marine's eyes grew faraway for a moment. It was something Harry had witnessed with the Confederacy Marine and naval officers at the Cape Perry Cruise Missile Test Range. "Not to fear, Captain," the officer assured him as his eyes resumed focusing on Harry's lanky form. "We also have control over the tower, and are. Then I made her lie on my lap and slapped her big ass and made it red.I was just spanking her ass like a whore and she was moaning in pleasure and I made rahul to watch.I put put some wafers on to the floor and made to him to eat them by his tongue like a dog and I was spanking seema\’s big whooping ass like a slut.Then I made her gag my cock and lick my asshole and slapped her grabbed her by her neck and spit on her.After that, I started fucking her pussy hard and at the same time I was. Then tenderly grasping my head, you slowly grind your thick, swollen cock against the top of my head. My head being the only thing I can freely move, I rotate my neck, loving the feel of you pressing yourself against me. "Hungry, slut?" You speak quietly, never stopping your motions against me. "Oh, yes, Sir," I whisper, licking my lips. Your hands leave my head, and I groan softly hearing the zipper of your pants. I arch my neck, attempting to tilt my head back further, to feel you as you.