I was ... well, I went too far. Loni tells me I go too far too often." Apology accepted." He cleared his throat. "The other reason I called was to apo...ogize to you. Your moral-high-ground stance angered me, but upon reflection, I decided you were partially correct. I do accept assignments from what you refer to as bad guys. Too many of them. I've decided to instruct my agent to screen my future possible principals, and I'll refuse to protect the worst of them. In other words, I'll only protect. It aggravated my son’s orgasmic pleasure, making him shudder again and cry out loud.“Mom, where did you learn to squeeze a dick head with your throat? I think you must have melted my balls.” Suvendu had been silent during the intense orgasm, understandably mesmerized by the sheer intensity of the scene.After all, it was the first time that he watched another man unload his balls in his wife’s mouth. It was sinking in every fine detail of the historic milestone. He exercised patience and awaited. Mel when your mum is telling me to fuck her or whatever she says in that film, I think you have to agree she would tell whoever is doing her at the time to do it, not because she loves me just that she loves it and we are forthright in what we want during sex.She is quiet for a while and then she says, “You are the only person I can talk to like this and I don’t know why but I feel like I can tell you things that I would never tell anyone else. I feel safe with you, yet when I saw you looking. Do you understand?" Yes, Mistress Tate." And don't think you're not being punished for sniffing my panties,little missy, because you are," she added. "You'll find that out whenyou ask for my permission to masturbate."Besides being fun, this sort of treatment proved very effective. Heenjoyed the humiliation of being mocked and belittled. Sometimes shewondered why. She thought it must be like a little death, amortification: an ecstasy, a way to lose oneself, to become an objectat the disposal of.