I thought Lauren had more of a hostile edge to her. I could imagine a guy crawling into her bed hearing her snarl, "Get it up, get it in, and get me o...f!" Nobody likes working under that kind of pressure.That suggestion about me cleaning-up Kimber's pussy with my tongue was typical Lauren. Another disagreeable suggestion from her had been for me to agree to be cock-locked, with the promise that I would be released after a week of denial. There had been hints that I would get to watch Lauren. She smoothed her skirt modestly across her lap.George, who had almost forgotten the supposed purpose of his visit, so busy had he been enjoying the unfamiliar pleasure of being able to look directly at his mistress, fumbled with the catch of his briefcase. "Ah, yes, Mistr ... err, Ms. Wilkie." He pulled out the papers and offered them to Erica.Erica looked at them for a moment. "Ah, I can see that this will take a few minutes. Would you like some tea?"George nodded absent-mindedly. "Err, yes,. ..? ?Boring,? She said, taking something out of Her ?bag o'tricks.? A fresh flame of shame colored his face. he thought desperately forthe right words. ?Ma'am, please, let this worthless whore grant you pleasureby kissing and sucking Your lovely toes..? CRACK! Suddenly, out of nowhere, his backside was in flames.She had just brought Her favorite leather strap down across his raised rearend. he had been so busy searching for the right phrasing, he hadn't noticedHer move from in front of him to. Didi dar gayi —— -ye kya keh rahe hai !!!! Ab ap hatha pai karenge?Jiju ne shaitani hasi dee —— —nahi , mere dimag me ek mast plan hai.Didi ——kya ?????Jiju —— —mai use blackmail karunga. Wo ek tharki insan hai, aur uski iss kamjori ko mai apne fayde me lagaunga. Maine sab soch liya hai. Do din bad uski birthday party hai.Mai use honey trap karke black mail karunga.Didi ——wo kya hai???Jiju ——usko gift me ek randi dunga, wo mana nahi kar payega. Aur fir uski chhup ke photo lunga aur.