I could just picture you tied spread eagle to the island in the kitchen. Completely helpless, looking up at me while I used my favorite tiny flogger a...l over your tits and your pussy.” This time I blinked, but managed not to look away. “And?” Surely we were done with the whole whipping the pussy thing. “Then I wanted to play with your ass, your pussy and your clit using toys, fingers, mouth and teeth until you were coming for me anytime I wanted you to. I loved the idea of making you do as I. "No fucking way! Seriously?" Seriously. He actually started crying - because it was really sensitive, I guess - but then he went off like you wouldn't believe. He squirted a huge gob in my mouth - which was gross - then the rest squirted all over my boobs and got me all sticky. But the swelling did go down, and eventually we were able to get the weight loose with a whole bunch of dish soap." Damn, girl, you're a total slut!" Well, it's not like anybody knew ... and it was pretty sweet for a. We’re with the Homicide Division. We’d like to ask you a few questions, Mr. Singleton.’ ‘Homicide?’ ‘You have the news on, sir. The fire at Main Street Rare Books this morning was intentionally set, and we believe it was the owner’s remains that were found inside. Until the coroner tells us he died of natural causes before the fire started, we’re treating this as an arson death, which means it’s a homicide. We understand you knew the owner, Frank Brown.’ ‘Yes, I did. Wait! What’s this about? Do. Beg me for it, tramp. Whose slut are you? He barked. Oh God, I am your slut. Please baby, fuck me. Slide your cock inside of me. Im so wet for you. She begged. John took his hands and grabbed Anne Marie by the hips. He slid his cock up and down her ass and teased her pussy lips with the head. He then knelt down, spread her pussy and fucked her with his tongue. She came almost immediately. As she screamed, I saw her juices squirting all over his face. He stood up behind her, and in one motion he.