..show us Sylvia, I’m not sure she giggled….show us, Frank was looking directly into her eyes holding her gaze, show us his voice more forceful. S...lvia slowly stood, Frank pulled her chair further from the table and stood to one side. Something like this her hands went flat onto the padded part of the seat, but normally like this she stood behind the chair hands tightly gripping the high back, her knuckle were white she was holding so tight, her legs automatically push back and a little. I was sitting in an armchair and put her on the coffee table.-I do not want coffee. -She pushed the cup on the thick carpet and disgust wrinkled lip, smiling.-What the dick! I knew that she vybeshivaet me, and not held back. She liked the pain, she wanted dirty sex with shades of BDSM. But even this was too much. I slapped her face. She fell to the floor and smiled. -A weakling, you regret the money for me, no one more humble you, baby? I'm with you - just because of his problems with the. “He will have his hands full running Hayden. Regular restriction is just fine for me, thank you Mistress Betty” Waverly politely declined her mother’s challenge to be trained as a piss whore.In my house, my mom would suggest my little brother take Karate or my sister take Dance class with the same kind of passion that these women talked about becoming piss whores or the property of a pimp. I found it strangely hot at how readily they were willing to openly discuss the most taboo of topics.“It. She's fucking beautiful. I wipe away a tear running down her cheek and open my arms. Emma half smiles and leans into me, wrapping her slender arms around my waist. I take her in and give her a firm hug. "I know it's hard Emma but whats done is done. Whether he denies it or owns up, it doesn't change the fact that he fucked another girl. He did. He fucked another chick then came home to you. Doesn't that make you angry?" Emma leans back and looks at me. "You have no idea how angry it makes me.