You said that it's one of the most intimate things to do, to taste that way, to trace one's fingerprints as if the tongue can memorize those specific ...oops and swirls that make up part of one's identity. Squeeze... Your breath grazes my earlobe, a calescent faint breeze, as my grip contracts. A shudder overtakes me and I helplessly moan, your fingers still in my mouth. You smile and say to grip like that, to stroke fast now. Your fingers retract as you shift positions again. Sitting right. All this work was giving the economy a rush, and Christmas passed with every company in the city boasting big profits. But while the public was enjoying blissful ignorance, there were many who knew that things were about to take a dark turn, and of those who were informed, their suffering had already begun.At the moment, it was Mary who was suffering the most. She was hanging from the ceiling of the guest room by a system of ropes tied around her body like a sex swing. She was naked, she and. You've got about half an hour left to try and make me cum ...if not...well lets just say you'll have plenty of practice coming up bitch!" He laughed.A sharp tug on my leash brought me forward. i struggled against it.."Don't waste time boi..if i so much as hear a peep of anything but slurping and moaning on my cock..I will manually send this shit you understand?"i knew i had no choice in the matter! i had to do it!......i just thought to myself.no one will ever know.just get it over with...there. I ran my fingers on his zip, opened it and took control of his hot rod gripping it in my fists...His mouth moved to my other nipple and he raked his teeth across it. His fingers moved in and out of my wetness as his thumb rubbed against my sensitive clit, my hips almost bucking off the counter.He helped me took his tool out through zip opening and I was holding his cock, rubbing it against my clit. A wave of satisfaction washed over me as my pussy started to releasing juices as always. I was.