?You realty care, don’t you?? ?Did you think I wouldn’t? Just because I am forced to do these things doesn’t mean I enjoy them.??Oh no?? Then wh...t’s that??Margaret’s eyes went right to my crotch, which in its current state conflicted with my effort to convince her that I wasn’t some sadist. ?Look, I can’t help that. You ARE beautiful, after all, and you are naked. I can’t help that. But you heard your mother threats to me if I didn’t obey. Surely by now you know she was probably serious.?The. I saw text messages and pictures on your phone of you and that young black gardener fucking. Now if you don’t want me to show Gary you’re going to do for me what you’ve being doing to Jerome. Do you understand slut?Laura realised that she was trapped. She didn’t know what to do so she said - in a low weak voice - yes ok Reggie just don’t tell Gary. Reggie laughed an evil laugh then and slapped her hard on the face again. Call me master bitch. I’m going to enjoy breaking you in good. With that. .. than his finger. If some’s good, and more’s better ... too much should be just right.In this case, “some” was their finger, “more” was his finger, and “too much” ... well, isn’t it obvious to you too?Had Chuck known what each girl was thinking, he quite likely could have gotten his prick in them that night. His machinations got them very hot, but did not bring the kind of relief they just knew was waiting for them ... somewhere ... just over the horizon.Chuck, however, was a bit distracted,. ..or something coated with platinum, maybe?”“Ah I see. So if I was to transport it how should that be done, exactly?” she purred to him as she her fingers between her legs then fully spread her pussy lips. “I wouldn't want the compound...to be driven on a...bumpy road. Teflon containers...” he says, as his eyes roll around. She nodded her head. “Good. Any other special precautions that are in order?” she asked somewhat firmly while she gently pushed his head with her legs closer to her crotch..