The man recognized the girl who bought him, and his face grew pale. She scared him. Standing there, in complete control, with a large alter behind her... four corners held chains and what looked to be bloodstains. He couldn't; say anything the gag still in place, but she gave the lead a quick, hard tug, her face not changing in the slightest. He cried out around the gag, as she turned and walked to the alter, him crawling after her, begging silently for her to let up on his dick. She pointed to. "Tina had answered the question about misconceptions with swift, easy honesty. It was fair to say that the owner of Hardman Hill had left her with no illusions. She was here to do a job of work, and it would be occasionally unpleasant, as all jobs were from time to time.She'd been busy behind the bar in Rileys on Torch Street when she'd seen Giannopoulos for the first time. She'd noticed him approaching, a brick outhouse of a man with huge shoulders, with big hands heavy with gold jewellery,. There I was, pleasuring my own son with my mouth in the parking lot of his favorite restaurant. It was nice to have tinted windows, but I still didn’t care who could walk by and see us because nobody in the world could come between us now. Nothing could interfere with the love and desire that burned deeply within me for my son.“You think Sara could do better?” I asked teasingly.“No, not a chance,” he said, lightly pushing my head back down.I moved down on his cock until his head was deep in my. I must have a silly smile on my face because she asked what I was smiling about. I replied, “Well, there are two reasons. The first is because I am happy about what has happened between us and the second is because you came so much that I made you wet yourself!” I pointed to the spot on her dress. She giggled a little and replied, “Sometime ago I discover that when I am very horny, I can squirt a little. But with you grinding yourself against me and playing with my nipples the way you were, I.