Mmm, her juice flows as he knows how this turns her on. The more he pinches and strokes them, the more her pussy responds."Oh my God! I'm gonna cum on...this dog's dick!!" She knows she will be severely punished if she does not ask her Master's permission first. Her body shudders remembering the last time she gave in.She starts to whimper like a dog, he comes to her head, knowing what she will ask, but waits and makes her beg for permission.He removes the gag and leans down."PPPlllleeeeaaas sir. Vicar: Excellent Mrs Jones. Now I think you need a little more cock my dear and as I’m a bum man lets give it to your fanny from behind.Mrs Jones: Oh yes Vicar! That my fav…..Mrs Jones jumps on the bed and sticks her bum in the air. The Vicar then mounts her and begins to pump her pussy.After a few minutes…..Vicar: Mmmmmm excellent. Right Mrs Jones I think we ought to move onto missionary….Mrs Jones: Yes, lets….The Vicar removes his cock from Mrs Jones’s pussy and she turns onto her back and. The last one is used for an assortment of things.”“Is there a belt or something so I can holster my spear or other weapons? Speaking of which, is there a sword that works on the same premise as my new spears?”“Oh, right!” she said, turning and reaching into the same chest she pulled the vest out of. When she removed her hands from the chest, she had a belt in one hand. “Here is the belt. You’ll find some holsters, as well as a couple of swords in the same chest the spears are in. You may want. Then we reached a fallen tree and john barked his next order,Strip! No.. no …. please No John! THE NAME IS DADDY! He swung his open hand at my face. The crack resonated through my head as I spun and landed face down over the log. I felt his weight press down on my back and then his hand ripping my shorts and bikini bottoms from me in one short hard drag. Then I heard running from one side and a voice calling for John to stop what he was doing. It was an English voice and as I turned my head,.