Ignoring his disappointed moans, she continues to massage his cock, working her way to his testicles. Gently cupping them, one in each hand, she gentl... rubs them, feeling them tighten closer to his body and then release. She brings her mouth to his cock tip so that he can feel her hot breath on it and it twitches wildly, as if it were possible for it to jump right down her throat. Teasingly, her tongue snakes out from between her red lips and she licks it playfully, the tip and then down the. No hello. Nothing but a very bitchy woman shooting darts at me with her eyes."Whoa. Whoa. Whoa," I responded frustrated. "I didn't have milk this morning. You had it in your coffee, remember? So, this is on YOU!"She slammed the fridge shut and walked right up to my face snarling, "You drive me crazy!" And she proceeded to bitch bitch bitch in my face, ripping me apart.That was it. I had once again done nothing to this woman. I grabbed her and bent her over, securing her under my arm, and. A mousey looking brunette stood off to the side with a girlfriend even more forlorn than her. Warren smiled down at both and told them they were looking great. As he moved on, his hand casually caressed the brunette's inner thigh and moved up to cup her mons. Her legs bucked and her friend caught her before she fell.Warren moved on, oblivious to her condition. Then he spotted the blonde, dressed in a white smocked tank top over a full, white flowing skirt with a high side slit; her blonde hair. Yet afterward, she struggled with an overwhelming mix of shame, guilt, and aroused satisfaction. She felt dirty and used, and wicked beyond measure for how much she had revelled in the base fulfilment of her desires. She told it all to Master Edwin, every torrid bit, because she could never seem to lie to him no matter how she tried, and the one time she’d tried to be secretive and deceitful and clever, it had come to this. Master Edwin was not a man to raise his voice or shout or say cruel.