He drug the leather over my skin, down my stomach before striking over my pussy lips. I let out a small gasp, but stayed relatively still. “You stil... want to cum tonight?” Another strike over my mound.“Yes, Papi.”“And what will you do for me?” He slid two fingers inside of me while slowly massaging my clit with his thumb.“Anything you want, Papi,” I shook as I felt my arousal building quickly. “Please, Papi. Please can I cum?”He quickly pulled his fingers away and slapped my right breast with. Master pressed cookie up agianst the wall next to a bloody hand print and began making out with her. he had started playing with the bottom hem of her shirt when a door down the hall slammed and they jumped out to go find it. they wandered down the hall looking in open doors until they got to the only one that was closed. must have been the wind that closed it. the glass in the rooms window was shattered.in the room was a patients chair, fold up table thing. Master went through his backpack and. He pulled her to his desk and started feeling her tits. She leaned her head back and arched her back enjoying his big hands on her tits. He pulled her shirt up over her tits and began to suck each nipple grabbing them with his teeth. She then grabbed his head and pulled his face to her tits and began to rub her tits all over his face. He caught a nipple between his teeth and began to bite and chew it as his hand pulled and tugged the other nipple.He pulled her shirt completely of and then. Had he really thought of his grandmother while he wanked? That was just too sick. What kind of human being thinks like that?Evidently he did.Anxious and with his heart hammering he found himself at the front gate to the cottage at the allotted time. There was a brief flash of hope as he knocked timidly on the back door, the customary portal to his grandmother's house -- the reason he'd not heard her ill-timed return, for the back door had been open and she'd walked right in. The hope that she'd.