He smiles down at you, enjoying his superiority, not quite sneering at you, but appreciating his place as the dominant male. You stare into each other...��s eyes, having a wordless conversation: his eyes say it all, “I am in control, you will do whatever I want, you will service me however I want”. In your eyes he sees acceptance, submission, agreement. One soul communicating with another.Occasionally he interrupts his thrusting, withdraws his cock from your mouth, then rubs his cock and balls. She took it in her hands and held it in her lap for a long minute before daring to crack it open.Predictably, it was full of photos. Polaroids, she was relatively relieved to see – which meant there was no negatives, no photo studio who had seen these in order to develop them, no digital copy floating around in the cloud waiting to be stolen and leaked online. The first page was photos of her restrained and lying across the bed from various angles, including a helpful close-up of her pussy and. I am so turned on by now that I open my knees slightly and wriggle my hips forward in the chair, unaware that I am doing it. I notice everyone’s eyes look down and realise that they can see my pussy, which I trimmed that morning.” Ruby pulled on her own nipples now, while she was talking, as if she felt she had been given license by the fact that I was pulling on mine. She unbuttoned her blouse and slipped her hands up inside her bra and I realised that she was tweaking her own bare nipples. Our age doesn’t matter. I’m the Woman in this relationship, such as it could be called a relationship, and you’re the little boy who does what he’s told. Clear???Yes, Ma’am.??Good. Now spread your legs. There’s something I need to do before I bugger off. Ask me nicely to kick your bollocks into your chubby little stomach, you silly little shit.? Even before Gradkowski finished asking, Alaina’s foot flashed between his legs and she gave him a good solid kick. It was meant to be enough to.