I heard him put the nightstick back into it’s loop and I let out my breath.“That takes care of the bottom half. Now let’s see if you are hiding ...nything up top” the bastard said with a cruel twist to his voice.My half-bare ass was not letting me forget that he was interested in not what my body concealed, but what was concealing my body. His hands found their way under my shirt and began to move up my stomach; there destination completely clear. His touch was soft and I felt my nipples. “Well, it’s nice to meet you” she said, in a rather flirtatious tone. “So what do you do for a living”? She said, ordering another drink. “I’m a journalist” I said, “What about you?” “I’m an artist” she replied, suddenly taking the time to look at my cleavage. I could feel my pussy aching for her touch by now, and I was pretty sure that she felt the same way about me. She continued to stare at me then said, “So, do you want to come back to my place?” “I do” I said, finishing. “The old man has to give out sooner or later. Then you will be aaaall mine,” he caressed the leather dashboard. Will rolled his eyes and the engine roared to life. His essence was easy to pick out from the hectic noise that flooded the city from her vantage point on top of the tallest skyscraper. Vixen came here often the listen out for her targets using her sensitive hearing and ability to feel the energies, or auras, of others. Now, she could sense him nearby and followed the pull to an. Each cut brought about an immediately reaction. After ten he was screaming, that he could not take any more, I believed him, but still took my time administrating the next fifteen. When the caning was finished, I took my time to masturbate him. I was stripped and I wanted to see how many times I could make him cum. After the fifth time, I released him and let him finger me. He did this with a vigour born of pain and I soon squirted all over him. I then jerked him off once more.By this time his.