”I bite my lip. I try not to laugh. “You’re supposed to treat a whore like a princess,” I say.He grunts and pulls me toward him. I slip over t...e counter, gripping my fingers around its squared edge. He grips my waist, slides his hand down. He grabs my ass and he pushes himself into me.The moan I make is legit.“Am I a real princess?” I ask.He slaps my tits.I don’t sound like Kate Middleton, but he fucks me like I’m a princess. He digs deep, buries his nails into my thighs. His breath catches,. “You have the audacity to look up with your tiny little eyes and ask something of me?” Still holding my right foot on your left arm, I bring my left foot alongside you. The four-inch stiletto heel looks like a tree trunk next you and I see your little body quiver.I lift my foot and lower just the heel to a spot right next to your head. Keeping my toes pointed at the ceiling, I trace the outline of your tiny body with the heel of my shoe. You lie rigidly on the floor, terrified of what may. She turned to look at her ass, it was beat red. oh you think that’s going to be red tomorrow? I don't know maybe. lisa I can’t believe you let him do you in the butt. oh I am sorry babe. You got to be mad at that. I just can’t believe you let him and not me. he kind of just did it babe. You mean he forced you? Well no he just didn’t ask my permission. Did you like it I asked my voice breaking a little. I don’t know what I want to share with you pat, I don’t want you to get hurt and hate me. I. “At least leave me Africa,” I suggest, hoping not to lose all at once.“Keep it,” she agrees, ending her attack with the Middle East. “Poobah of Madagascar, I crown you,” bending over the board to square up her armies, my view, my reward.“Perv,” she unfairly accuses me, since I’m quite normal, but for my benefit again leaning yet my way to rearrange her forces.We trade a few countries not worth defending before we begin to again mass forces, and this time, I’m going to end up the.