” I hand over the photos, which she takes with interest. And I feel an ocean of blood rush to my face. Emma, what have you done? “This is you?...�� she asks, curtly. “When did they take this?” There’s no fooling her. May as well spit it out. “It was…it was during my mentor meeting yesterday morning. With Miss Jackson.” “Oh,” says Petra. “I have her too…” “Oh cool. Did she…um…make you strip?” “Yes. I did. But when I was naked I just stood up straight in front of her. I didn’t see her take. Watch me, I dare you is what she was really saying. So Patrick watched her, leaning back against the kitchen counter while he ate his sandwich. His face gave nothing away, but the eye contact he made with Violet told her to continue.His little girl wasn't teasing herself any more. With her legs in the air and spread wide, he could see her pussy, pink and inviting. She propped her torso up and rested her weight on one of her arms, her legs still held up off the floor so she rested on just her. Necessity forced her to take two lives to protect the community, and she would carry the memory to the grave. I realized with a shudder that she wouldn't hesitate to put a bullet into me if she thought it necessary to protect the colony. Having a cup of coffee with someone who one day could be your executioner was weird. Weirder still was the fact that I liked and respected her. Memo to self: don't piss Sheila off."This is one of the secrets of Liberty Mountain. We decided to expand the network. "Is that a new record?" Gladys asked Mistress."No, still a few days shy, I kind of want to see if we can make a newrecord but she just seems to need to come so badly." Up to you, of course. If she's given relief her suffering won't beanywhere near this entertaining." That's true, but I just love her and I want her to enjoy things." Look at her, she loves not coming."My breathing had deepened and my cock had hardened and my whole pelviswas flush with need."That's true isn't it? You love being my.