Of course, it might be because they represented specific companies, or organizations and their interests, and not mine or the end users."All I am goin... to do, is to provide an alternate way of getting online. It will be easy for the average 'man or woman on the street' to set up and use. There will be no need for anyone to be 'walked thru', or trained to a certain level. This is the standard way that is offered by ISPs, at this time. All my system is doing, is offering a choice. It is one. Her arm was around his slim waist, feeling his skin, under his shirt. He loved the way her ass moved as she walked. Round, firm and utterly gorgeous. They reach the station, pay for tickets and wait on the almost empty platform. His long coat was undone, and she stepped into his embrace, feeling his semi-hard erection pushed against her stomach. She smiles up at him, and he kisses her upturned face. Cherry-red lips looking so inviting, tongues snaking out to entwine around one another. They. Their cum splattering the table and over Dee’s naked back and ass. There were twenty three lads in that room and each one of them had somehow taken advantage of Dee that evening. Dee’s body was covered in cum and the table stained with more. The lads broke away and looked down at Dee’s fucked body. One or two of them stepped up and wiped the cum on her back, smearing it over her body, she grabbed their hands and sucked their fingers into her mouth cleaning them of the cum. Eventually Dee. " Yes, mistress." Bianca tried to relax her muscles but cried out when the first swing cracked hard across her already sore flesh. "One," she whimpered. The next swing hit lower, reddening her thighs and making her shout. "Two." Keep counting." Angelique kept up a steady pace of swats, giving her sub time yo count and then striking again, satisfied at twenty counts at the red and inflamed skin, dropping the paddle and caressing Bianca, feeling raised welts beneath her fingertips as Bianca.