Hatte ich dir das nie erzählt?“„Ich mag mich nicht erinnern. Ehrlichgesagt bin ich froh, dass ich keine Polizistin bin, wie du! Ich hätte keine ...erven für das. Es reicht, dass ich Papierkram für meinen Chef machen muss. Seine Klienten sind auch nicht gerade die besten Zeitgenossen, aber da müssen wir durch!“Im Auto ist es inzwischen angenehm warm.„Kennst du den Weg zum Hotel? Irgendwie habe ich hier die Orientierung verloren. Wie war der Name des Hotels schon wieder? Ensomhet?“, fragt. “Alright Carl . . . your turn to lay on your back, and Ashley will follow my instructions.” Carl knew his cock was lewdly pointing out the front of his pants in this new position, but decided to make no effort to cover it up.“Okay Ashley . . . let’s get back sitting alongside Carl. Starting at his ankles, I want you to take your hand and slowly move it up his body to his face and then kiss him and then back again”. As he was giving her instructions, she was staring at the 16-year-olds BIG. I had made her my wife; in doing so, I had transformed her very identity.Even if, in fucking her in the ass without mercy, I had stripped her ofher dignity, I owned her, body and soul; she belonged to me, and shewould talk to me again, sooner, rather than later.The same afternoon, she did speak to me, her tone cold and insolent. Ilet her impudence pass--for the moment. After all, I could always dealwith her disrespectful attitude later, if I chose to punish her for it.Meanwhile, I had met one. "Is that what you want baby? You want me to finger my tight little asshole?" She began to slide her finger inside her asshole and moaned, very loudly. I began to lick her ass and finger as she slid it all the way into her ass. "Fuck my ass," she commanded me. I slapped her ass and pushed her forward. "I'm gonna fill your ass with cum." I pushed the head of my cock against the rim of her ass and slowly slid inside, working my cock in inch by inch. She begin fingering her pussy, whimpering now,.