”I followed Frank out of the office, and sat in the chair that he pulled up for me by his desk.“Okay, are you going to tell me what’s going on?�...� I asked.“I’m worried about this undercover thing. I don’t like it,” he confessed.I rolled my eyes at him, and folded my arms in my chest. “Frank, we’re detectives and if going undercover is necessary for the assignment, then it comes with the territory.”“Alex, I’ve been in this field for a long time, a lot longer than you have, okay? You’re still a. ICH verlange absoluten Gehorsam, nicht mehr, aber auch nicht weniger. Wenn du nicht mehr nachdenkst was du einmal warst und was du selbst f?r W?nsche hast, sondern meinen Willen ?ber alles hebst was du selbst mal sein willst, dann darfst du weiter leben. Andernfalls wirst du zu Hundefutter verarbeitet?. Er sprach mit leiser Stimme, aber seine Worte verfehlten nicht den erw?nschten Eindruck. Bestimmt auch, weil er so emotionslos diese ungeheure Drohung aussprach und zugleich den absoluten. He rammed my face and I felt the balls slap under my chin, fully knowing this is what a slut feels like. I then grabbed his ass and forced that pole almost all the way down. I almost gagged, but kept it together. He asked if I was alright (very courteous by the way). I told him to shut up and went back to working that dick. After about 5 minutes, he started to walk to the chair, with him holding his dick in the back of my throat. He sat down and I got on all fours and bobbed up and down. If. . Resting my palm on her stomach, my fingers hovering above her pussy. Moment of truth time; can I put my fingers on her without awakening her? Easing my fingers down, so lightly, so gently, so softly. Fingertips through the cloud that is her pubic hair. Might she feel this? But no; she doesn’t stir and her breathing doesn’t change. Contact! Two fingertips lightly touching her lips. Rest here for a moment before proceeding further. I’ve licked those lips a thousand times, slid my cock between.