She reached for one of her knights, zig zagged it sideways and took away his most powerful weapon.“Wait... no!”“Haha, too late!”“Whatever! I...got yours first.”Jessica smirked. She had sacrificed her queen earlier in a gambit that had taken three of his pieces. Francis was still completely oblivious to how hopeless his situation was.It was an odd relationship they'd formed. A nun and a priest, now Mistress and slave. The longer they were together, the more Jessica liked it. From what she could. " You would feel betrayed."I nodded slowly."It's okay to feel that way." But you don't." I would, under certain circumstances. You talk about expectations. Sure, I expect Taylor to enjoy the company of other men, but not just any man. If she were to screw around behind my back, if she were to have sex with someone against my express permission, then I would feel betrayed just the same."I shook my head. "But I don't want my girlfriends to have sex with ANY other man, period. There's not a single. Rob was caressing her legs as she was squirming on the couch. He had successfully opened her legs wide enough to be able to observe her gorgeous shaved pussy. He lowered his head and kissed along the stocking tops, she moved her butt further forward and he caught an aroma of fresh pussy. The smell made his senses boil. Asking no one’s permission he suddenly stood up and removed his clothes. He grinned as he stood there bollock naked, wanking an obviously excited cock! From being shy ten minutes. ” She yells into the pillow and comes again, but it’s quick and not enough. I want a gush, want to feel it drip down my thighs. I lean back and shove my fingers in, start working her g-spot and her clit between two fingers and my thumb, still pressing her back down into the bed. “Don’t stop, do it again. You like it nasty, let’s have it.” She twists and writhes, moans and yells out. I can feel her swelling and pressing against my fingers as she squirts, gushing, and I feel it on my thighs. I.