It was in the eighth grade that I started making crank calls to Betty Pool's house. I would call up and ask what color undergarments was she wearing a...d if she would strip for me behind the gym. of course, after some time, Betty caught up to the fact that I was the one making the calls. So, she asked her parents to do something about it. My parents were called and then one day I found myself sitting in her living room with my parents and just about to be ripped a new asshole. It was a no win. Stephanie really didn't want the gag. Her jaw still ached from the last time and it made her drool.The blonde yelped when the stranger slapped her across the face. It was a light slap and it stunned her more than anything."The correct answer, slave, is 'whatever you want, master.'", he said sternly, "Now, do you want to be gagged, slave?" Whatever you want, master," she said quietly."Tonight, you shall not be gagged," he said magnanimously, "Do not make me regret this decision, slave." Yes,. My pussy was begging to be touched, but I wanted to resist just a minute longer. I walked from room to room, flaunting my plump body. I was so horny I just couldn\'t take much of that, and quickly made it back to the room. I got down on the tarp. Laying back, I spread my legs and began touching my pussy. Oh that was nice.My finger slid up and down my clitty easily. I rubbed for several minutes, stimulating myself. I dipped one, then two fingers inside my love hole. Bringing my fingers up to my. ‘Bridge this is the See, where’s the captain?’ ‘Commander this is the comm officer of the watch. skipper is in his ready room.’ ‘See out, bridge.’ Handon smiled at Santos to hide the confusion then left him in charge of the engineering section and a list of chores to give to the enlisted-men. It took Handon a full forty five minutes to reach the command section. The smell of alliance ships was always musty. Maybe he would talk to someone about acquiring some terraforming filters to fix that..