One of the other men had a woman with a knife to her throat pushing her along in front of him. The fourth was filming with a cell phone.I glanced to t...e right wondering where the other two were. Not seeing them I looked to the left again. The two and the downed guards were probably fifteen feet to my left with the gunmen just a few feet from them now.The one holding the woman was a few feet behind them and the camera man almost in front of me. I was willing to bet he was wearing an exploding. YOU CAN FEEL MY HEAT BEFORE YOU EVEN TOUCH ME. I'M GLISTENING TOO, AND CRAVING YOUR PUNISHMENT. YOU GRASP YOUR COCK FIRMLY AS YOU LOOK OVER MY BODY AND YOUR PLAYGROUND. I PRESS TOWARDS YOU AND SQUIRM, MY THIGHS RUBBING AGAINST YOU AND TRYING TO PULL YOU IN. "WHERE DO YOU WANT THIS?” YOU ASK AS YOU PROBE MY SOAKING SLIT WITH YOUR SATURATED COCK."IN MY THROAT, PLEASE MASTER...I WANT TO TASTE YOU", JUST THINKING OF THE TASTE GETS ME EXCITED AND YOU CAN SEE MY NIPPLES STRAINING THROUGH MY SHIRT.. What if I begged him to stay on the day he had walked out on me? Would I still be alone or would the two of us still be together? I could say what if until I turned blue in the face. I would not change a damn thing. Yet now as I sit here in my room, I wonder if God had brought Roberto back into my life for a reason. Is this meant to be my second chance at a relationship with him? Should I take the chance on him again or will I just end up just crying into my pillow like I had ten years earlier?. Daddy pushes her head back onto the bed and begins slowly rubbing her ass with his other hand, gently smacking it. He makes his way down to her clit and begins rubbing. Kitten whimpers from the pleasure. Daddy then slaps her clit and she jumps. “I didn’t tell you, you could move” he says, as he pulls her back to the edge of the bed. “Be a good girl” Daddy warns her. He slaps her again. And again. And again. Kitten is good and doesn’t move. “That’s my good slut” Daddy tells her. Kitten can.