. Juliette lui raconte ce qu'elle a vu pendant qu'ils continuent à observer le même manège qui se répète encore et encore… « Tu crois que ça ...a marcher pour nous? » lui demande-t-il. « Il n'y a qu'une seule façon de le savoir » répond-t-elle, sortant les pass. Après avoir convenu d’un point pour se rejoindre au cas où un ne pourrait rentrer, ils s'approchent chacun de leur porte respective. « Sésame, ouvre toi » chuchote-t-elle alors qu'il approche le pass du lecteur. Et comme si elle répondait. 'You like the bad me?' she asked. 'Bet you'd love to see and hear me come for you wouldn't you?' 'You bet I would,' came my reply. 'Oh yes' she moaned as she began to rub at her clit as the toy slid in and out of her, she began to rub harder and faster and I could tell she was about to come. 'I'm a bad girl, one you never had - I bet you want me now don't you? 'I do - I never thought of you like this - you were such a goody goody at school.' 'That's what you think, I used to do this twice a day. "Which leads me to something I have to say. We can't let people divide us. I mean, if someone comes to me and requests something which I deny; then they might go to you and you grant it. This is not a situation that you or I want arising. I might have a very good reason for denying that request, but you might not be aware of it. This is also true in the reverse. This means we must have constant communication between us, so we are never at cross-purposes," I told her.We went into what I would. .Maybe..." He went to look for something in his closet, "Daddy, I'm sorry. It's just such a turn on and so surprising..." Oh no, baby," he came back with a pair of stockings and a smile on his face, "you don't have to be sorry. Making you quiet is actually a huge turn-on. Come here" he stood behind me and secured the gag around my mouth. "Now," he said, the tone of authority coming back, "If you can't be quiet this time, I'm going to get the duct tape." He bent me over again and spanked me for.