Your slave sometimes? When we could use the spells from the Book?"Heather hesitated. She licked her lips, her eyes uncertain. "Yes, I do. But I figure... we shouldn't use them anymore."Diane didn't respond. She kept looking into Heather's eyes, her lips parted.Heather tilted her head. "Why do you ask?"(a sex slave)"Sometimes ... I still want to do that," Diane said in a husky voice."But we can't use the spells anymore."(and should be treated as such)Diane shook her head. "You don't have. I figured that it must be the barista's note to that girl wearing a green retro dress, and I couldn't make up my mind whether this type of pick-up method is cute or creepy. And so, not quite sure why, maybe led by some instinct or panicky shyness, I cramped the note into a ball and sneaked it into my pocket. Barista kept on cleaning with a very embarrassed look, not taking his eyes off the floor. Somehow I assumed that he must be very conscious of how unimpressed the green dress chic must be. I later learned that it was his knot.I cried out in pain once more. His cock was so deep into me now, and hewas still cumming like crazy. I felt some leak out from my ass, and dripdown onto my wet pussy. I started moaning again, and Shep was stillthrusting fast, and harder.And then he turned, and I gasped as I felt the large knot pull on me.Fuck, it hurt! He began to walk, and I felt it pulling on my ass."No! chester! Stay!" I yelled, but Shep completely ignored me. I fell, andhe dragged me. : : im off : lazy day : do you mean real sex? : lie in my bed, chat with you : maybe ,-) : you are nice lol : so you like sex but dont like to do it on cam? : oh… see on pornsites, there is a category for webcamsex…not with me : i know this category. so you are saying you dont like it? : sorry for so much questions : i am just trying to understand : i dont want to see myself there… : you wont be there : where do you live? : whats your job here? : near cologne : i have my own bussiness in.