A dazzling flick of her wrist could have them publicly humiliate themselves at her leisure.But such ideas came and went quickly. They were far too... ...oring. Rudimentary. Uninspired.No, their punishment must be more severe. Tailor made to fit their self-serving nature. A reliquary for their crimes.The Kitsune smiled wryly. She knew what to do.It was simple really. Top laners were prone to fucking over their own team to satisfy their urges to fight the opposing top laner. Thereby, it only seemed. You white guys all seem to have Yellow Fever, but it is much less common in girls. Far too many of my male friends comment on how unless they can find another Asian girl, they can never get a date.”“Well, he is lucky in many ways,” Linda responded. “Gloria is a knockout, and Pete and I spent a lot of time talking to her at the last convention. And it seems that even if the internship does not pan out for her, she might be able to make a living like this, taping conventions and meetings for. "Are you a dirty little slut?"She shakes her head again. I reach in and squeeze her clit between thumb and finger. Her shriek is music to my ears. "Don't lie to me, slut. You're dripping pussy juice all over the floor. This is making you hot, isn't it?" NOOOOO!" She sounds so cute when she tries to talk through her gag. I give her pussy a flick."Maybe you've forgotten because you haven't had a chance to cum yet today. Would you like to cum, slut?"She whines."Of course you would! All. She had combed her hair back with a center part and wore a salwar suit to greet him. At first, dad didn’t notice anything.When Rashmi told him about the surprise haircut, he just said, “You look the same from the front. Behind is a bit too short but it will grow out. About time you changed your hairstyle,” saying he took out his whiskey and drank himself to sleep.Rashmi came to my room and cried. We made love like never before. Her hair was so sexy, with the chin-length bob part hanging down.