.. me," Daniella pleaded."Sssshhhh. I won't shout. You just got to listen to me once and just do it. I don't know what is it that you're so chicken of..." Jerome calming her down.He fondled with her short Brunette hair. Jerome enjoyed shouting at her but these weren't those times. After all she was helping him create his birthday party in her own home. She also had a black child so she couldn't be all that bad."Now be a good little girl and just do what I instruct you to do," Jerome smiling at. Mallika was sitting with no shorts on. She just had on a pair of lacey black lingerie panties and they made me lick my lips with lustful hunger.Me: Nice panties you got there…Mallika: They don’t have to stay on, you know.Me: Then peel them off and lay down for me.Mallika (whispering): I will…if you pull off those shorts for me.I pulled off my shorts and my cock popped up into frame and she chuckled.Mallika: Good boy. I like boys that listen.She peeled off her panties real slow as I watched. Her. Isn't there some men in this world that you would like to see what happened to you, happen to them?" she asked looking deeply into my eyes."There may be a few of those out there, I never really thought about it," I answered truthfully."I have thought about it and there are a few that I would like to see go through it!" she stated quite earnestly."I would like to talk with you in depth about that sometime in the near future, but I think that will have to wait for another time. I do promise to. She reverently picked it up and ran her fingers along the leather. It felt smooth, as in it had been used quite a bit but still had a faint odor of the leather smell to it when Tara held it to her nose and inhaled. Before she could even think about it, she put the collar around her neck and buckled it. For some reason, knowing that her mom had worn it turned her on so much. It felt right wearing it. Not even caring now if she put everything back just as she'd found it, Tara reached for the last.