Over the centuries, I've mastered expressions to the point where if I'd wanted to make him yelp like a scared puppy dog, I could've done it with just ... glance. But I didn't want to do that at this point. Hell, even in a male form I could've mustered enough Magick to free myself and kill him. But that would be an act of mercy, and I was presently not in the mood for it.Butch stepped back and pointed at the bed, where Argyle was tied to the headboard. "Since you weren't sure what a bitch looks. Good girl your learning. Chapter 2 my fateMy wife now mistress pulled a white silky panties white corset and matching white stockings out of a draw put these on slut, I quickly put them on as so to please her the pain in my groin was still very real to me, good girl, now let me fill you in all the money you blew on whores ,you owe me that money all the surgery I so generously did to you owe me that, and your going to work it of as a whole-wheat a whore no I cant I wont the pain ripened through. I thought I’d had some good orgasms in my time but this was without doubt the most intense. My penis seemed to expand as it pumped inside my mum. I had always shot huge amounts of semen and sperm when I came but the amount that I expelled into my mums cunt was more than could be contained, it spilled out past my shaft running down her arse and over my balls. We both lay there, trying to catch our breath. Mum squeezed her pussy wall muscles and milked my shaft dry; the feeling was. Then she glanced at McCarter and Paula. The big Irishman's face was buried between the tall woman's lean, graceful thighs. He was chewing noisily at her thickly bushed pussy. Paula was grunting and whimpering ecstatically, her hands pulling on McCarter's red hair as she urged him deeper into her dripping crotch.Judy reflected that she had told McCarter that Mrs. Shein tasted good. Afraid she might be losing her hold on her negotiating target, Judy quickly stripped her blouse off completely,.