"You want your freedom? You know you have to earn it," she said. Jennifer looked down, nodded, and then got up on her knees. The Tsarina smiled, turne... around, and lifted the back of her dress. Jennifer placed her hands on the evil woman's ass cheeks, spread them apart, and moved her face in. The Tsarina moaned as Jennifer's tongue moved across and into her asshole, at the gentle caress of her skilled licks on her back door. She let the girl continue rimming her for a long time, but finally. ’ ‘Don’t you mean no, pissant?’ My father didn’t say a word. I didn’t realize I had been crying. Jeff took me in his arms. He had been audacious to think I would go along with whatever he said without question. He had complete trust in how I would act because he knew who I was. My father might have thought Jeff was playing this up to achieve the greatest leverage from this confrontation. He would have been wrong. I had never seen Jeff this angry. I didn’t know Jeff could get this angry. The. I looked at Rick. He just sat there with his eyes closed sipping his drink. Mark bent down and took a nipple in his mouth and was biting it lightly. I was coming again. He felt it too, spread my legs and quickly pushed 3 fingers into my cunt. I came and started to scream but held back. Mark looked at me and said. "Lets go downstairs it's more comfortable." I asked what was downstairs, he just smiled and said. "You'll see, you will enjoy it." I said to Rick "he wants me to go. He was my version of Yoda; without the green complexion and long ears. William, don’t call me Bill, was ten years older than my old-man, meaning he was sixty-one. He had overseen the daily operation at Jackson, from as far back as I could remember.His title was Chief Operating Officer, but it might as well have been Drill Instructor. He had always been kindly, like the older uncle. Now he was a demanding task-master. He started my introduction to the business by putting me to work in the.