I smiled at the response. This was only the beginning.Soon, she had the head of his cock in her mouth. The moan coming from her, partially smothered b... her mouth filled, rivaled the moan coming from him. I stepped forward and touched her shoulder. She looked up at me, remembered the signal, and stood to once again devour his mouth.I had silently moved to the bedroom and prepared the bed by pulling the cover and top sheet to the foot of the bed and moving the champagne and glasses to the dresser. And more cock meant more cash. More cash meant more junk. Thatmeant she was happy."Annie!"She turned and saw a big man striding round the toilet block with twowhite streaks in his hair, his expression consumed with rage."B-Badger?" What the fuck do you think you're doing over here? How d'ya expect toget any fucking blokes to stop if they can't even see you?" I'm sorry Badger. I wasn't thinking." No you fucking weren't!" He slapped her hard round the back of the head,knocking her stumbling. .. all of it focused on my dreamy, blonde haired, submissive, cockslave of a woman. Watching that much porn was frustrating as she alsotold me to not masturbate during it because my sexual arousal would helpout. I didn't think it was possible, but after she told me that, I hadthe willpower to not jack off. At all. Even later at night when Ifigured it would be okay, I just couldn't make myself do it.Other parts of her therapy were unusual. She somehow got more of theinjections and started. .."Present – Masha – At the cabinI am very impressed with Yasmeen's weapon training as we proceed down the passageway to the workshop door; it is exemplary. She is holding her AR at high ready position with her finger adjacent to the trigger. I question her, "Did Ben Blaine provide your weapons instruction?"Yasmeen proudly replies, "Yes, my husband to be certainly did. He drilled his first wife Zarika and myself endlessly. However I confess that I really only killed three people. I do not like.