But he held firm.?Mother, this is for your own good. You must understand that your behaviour is going to have consequences. Jane has my full support.?... noticed Francesca’s shoulders slump forward as she finally realised she was not going to be able to charm her way out of this crisis. I repeated my request for her to stand in front of me, and slowly she shuffled over, her lip pouting like a child who was trying not to cry.I slid my knees forward on the chair. ?Lift you night gown to the waist,?. Whatever else I could say about him, I could never accuse Frankof not being careful with me.I move into the living room, outof his way, and I hear Frank screwing the blast door shut. Stretch–themuscles in my neck and shoulders are in knots–and bend down with straightlegs to touch the floor. Most of the van's arsenal is hidden, from the casualglance–which means it's tucked in the floor, in the wheel wells, andunder the seats. Good for secrecy; uncomfortable for extended sitting. I'dneed an ass. Do you understand?” He hesitates slightly and I adjust my grip on his cock and squeeze harder to get his attention, he gasps. “Of course Baby, I belong to you.” “That’s better… No hesitation.” “Yes Mam.”“Stand up.” We stand together. I lean back on the arm of the couch and have him turn around. I remove the belt from his neck and move it to his wrists and tie them together snugly behind his back. “Move to the bed.” I tell him. I have him lie down and tie the other end of the. Virtue's reward is - eww - a cigarette butt crushed in a dirt nap. Screw virtue.What did you just say?Fuck virtue. Check out that painted-on gusset that, well, isn't covering much on this side of her kitty-cat canyon. Wash your brain out with soap, pervette.First impressions, after the obvious shock value? Nicely xeriscaped. Quite photogenic. Upload this, and porn surfers would unzip and grab themselves in record numbers.Heh. Someone's been browsing Desktop Dix waaay too much.Offstage, her.