Mistress punched me in the balls twice as hard as the last time. my knees buckled, and i felt as if another blow like that would be too much for me to...handle."I enjoy the look of pain and desperation in your eyes slut."Mistress began to untie the twine from my sore and swelling balls, and began to stroke my cock again."I want you nice and hard for this bitch."hearing those worlds, and knowing what just happened to me, made me break out in a sweat.Mistress rubbed my cock to a rock hard erection,. She was leaning on her hands and her breasts were dangling in front of me. With my fingers I pressed her nipples. My penis became fully erect and banging her back. She held my penis with one of her hands checked for its readiness. She raised her hip and positioned her pussy above my hard rod. She rubbed the tip of my rod on the lips of her pussy. I pressed her breasts with both hands. She inserted my penis into her hole. She slowly lowered her hip till my entire rod went in to her pussy. She. The US Airforce discovered that when they averaged out all their pilots in order to find a standard seat for the cockpits of their planes, only to discover that not one of their people actually fit into them perfectly.I do have confidence and a winning way with words, and I managed to whisk Penny out of her group of admirers and onto the dance floor, where I showed her what a year at a dance studio could do. Before the night was over, I’d treated her to a meal at an above average restaurant,. OUCH!?Chapter Nine:?hi Miss Iza, how are you! no, no, seriously, no, i, i’m not ‑ i promise, sis, nothing! look, see, i’m not holding anything!! really!!! um.... p‑pocket? n‑n‑n‑n‑nothing.... well, um, nothing important...um, um, um, well, ye‑es, i, i did get a new remote.......sigh.....yes, Miss Iza, i know, left one first.?Chapter Ten:?hi jenna, um, how are you sis? are, are you busy? no, no reason, um, well, nothing...not, not really, urgent....you, you’ve still got my keys, right? .