She told him, “Beg for cum you little bitch. Beg your Mistress to let you have your own cum!” He obeyed and begged again, this time for cum. “Pl...ase Mistress Jamie, please, let me have some cum please!” He was close, but he tried to hold it back.Jamie told him, “Open that whore mouth wide and get your reward, bitch!” “Cum for your Mistress right now!” As she spoke, she continued to thrust down, and with her command to cum, Mark’s cock surged in his hand and the cum started shooting out of it.. It seemed to be a sigh of relaxation, or even contentment, rather than frustration, and her eyes, when they found mine again, were peaceful. There was a feeling of affection between us right then - I could feel it in the way we looked at each other in that long silent moment. Nadine looked surprised when I crouched down and released one of her wrists and then the other from their bindings; so surprised, in fact, that she continued to lie there as I rose from my seat and went around to untie. Then an eight-year-old menace blew past me at warp four, dressed from head to toe in blinding fuchsia. At this rate, I’d be lucky to survive. ‘Graceful, I’m not. How did I let you talk me into this hare-brained idea?’ ‘It’s my smooth negotiating skills.’ ‘Hah! You threw me over your shoulder and carried me off,’ I objected. ‘How smooth is that?’ ‘You’re here, aren’t you?’ he asked with another innocent grin. ‘There’s an old saying, ‘if it works, it ain’t stupid.’ Following that logic, I think I. It was a cheesecake factory redone to appear in the snobby five-star range. It was nice, but it wasn’t worth the twenty-dollar drinks, and pretentious atmosphere.“Hey, Jan.” Victor walked up and gave her a hug. “We got a table, come on.” Victor said pulling her from the well.The dinner became a surreal affair. Victor and Meredith barely ate while Jan imbibed freely. Since her appetite was ruined by drink, she told them how happy she was the entire dinner. Victor noticed how adoring she.