‘Maybe we should wait ’til we get to the airport?’ ‘Tell them we’ll be there in a sec, would you, Sally?’ Thomas asked, waiting until the ...iminutive woman headed for the reception desk. ‘Erika,’ he rasped, his eyes blazing with concern. ‘About last night…’ ‘Last night? Last night you did very well, tiger. But don’t let it pray on your mind. It’s our secret. Okay?’ He stared at her, trying to read her Swedish mind. Was that it? A one night fuck, with no repercussions? Was she really that cold?. ”—G.S. Jennsen, RequiemTHE TRIP HOME from the party had its own surprises. I sat in the back seat on the way to Beca’s house. We were all saying goodnight and how much we had enjoyed the party.“Jacob, walk our date to the door,” Rachel said. “I’ll keep the car running and warm.” I hopped out of the car. Of course, that was the gentlemanly thing to do. I just hadn’t thought of it since I was in the back seat and had to crawl over the front to get out. It was pretty cold, so I was glad Rachel was. Occasionally someone would flush the toilet with my massive breasts inside the bowl. I knew they were right. I would be forever known as the football teams fuck toy. As they continued I tried to figure how many times I had been fucked so far, but could only guess. I stopped counting somewhere in the 70s.Slowly they began to leave, until I was the only one in the room. My anal cavity was so sore I would need a pillow for the next few days and cum was still dripping out of it as I tried to. I need more commands. That’s what several of the others had said.JL: I feel wonderful and eager to be given more commands. I will obey.A new comment caught her eye.KK: I realize now I’m a slave. I need you to command me, MasterI’m KK. When did I write that?She dismissed it as the need to contact Master Boratus welled up in her. She had google hangouts on her phone. Master Boratus had written that she could contact him there. She sent a message.KK: hiShe sat staring at her phone. A part of her.
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