“Hey Lucy! Is your father home? He told me to stop by and drop this off for him.” You held up an envelope you were holding.“No, sorry he isn’t...here.” I said as I looked up from my reading. You seemed disappointed but you just continued to talk to me.You came over and sat on my bed and asked me about what I was reading. You nodded your head and asked me how much I knew about the commandments. I was eager to show off my knowledge so I started naming all of them that I could. When I got to the law. He then started ramming that cock in me faster and faster and I really luved the feeling of pain and pleasure, but mostly of being made to feel so gurly, while a real man pounded my pussy....mmmmmm.As he pounded away I whipspered shlyy in his ear, "I have a dirty fantasy, if you woulndt mind", I asked. "Sure, tell me more", he said. "I want to be treated like a paid for whore and you can use me any way you like, I really luv being submissive and humiliated a little", I told him. He immediately. . Then I called ellen to come over to and to remove the clamps from ines's nipples .... And place them on her owns. I guess ellen had seen enough to even think about hesitating and she did put the clamps on ne by one, her face showed that it hurt but she just did it. Meanwhile ines was still on her knees with her mouth open and filled with cum. I told her to thank ellen for taking over the clamps by kissing her on the mouth and letting ellen swallow all My cum mixed with ines's own saliva. When. He arrived along Seventh Avenue South. His office was large and spacious. A small nameplate, a green cloth blotter, and stray business papers armed his heavy wooden desk. He checked his appointment book and found he had scheduled a meeting with his good friend and business associate Alan Rothenberg. As he waited for Rothenberg, he was reminded sourly of the bavasaab’s words that he must break connections with his American friends. He had little idea how he planned to sever these connections..