"You make me a whore! No!" but I inserted my cock before her head went completely over, unable to see how she was being pumped, one of her legs perfe...tly vertical in the air, she clutched the bedsheets, spurting out of control.Now there co-joined puddles and streaks on the bed, Karla's body was flush, I pulled her head back onto the bed and could see her deriving animal pleasures from my cock. She ground herself into me, a fluttering, twittering pussy in spasms. My cock could not withstand. There is also an undercard of slave wrestling with humiliation and pain in store for the loser.Chapter Eleven: The ninth day of punishment is a lottery. The public is given the chance to paddle the repentant terrorist. Eight lucky winners each get to give her five swats with a special paddle. One lucky winner gets to finish the forty-six required for her punishment by laying six swats of the paddle across missy’s ass. The undercard is also part of the lottery. Three slaves in need of punishment. Tabhi soniya mam uthi aur mujhe neeche letne ko kaha , mai neeche let gaya, tabhisoniya mam mere mooh ko kuchalti hui meri chati se hokar mere peenish par se hoti hui, mujhe khuchal kar chali gayi.Uske bad mujhe apne cruel pairo aur apni high heel se khuchalne ka no. maya mam ka tha. Mai kuch dara hua tha, kyoki who healthy hone ke sath sath unhone kafi unchi heel ke sandal pahne the. Unhone mujhe apna mooh kholne ko kaha, jaise hi maine mooh khola, unhone mere mooh me thookna start kar diya,. I work in an office, got divorced, and now I’m following my dream to dance. That’s all.” Helen said in a voice barely audible with the music in the background, but Dottie was used to hearing talking with the music around.It was still early for the crowd to arrive, so Dottie sat beside Helen to talk. They got acquainted and Dottie confirmed what Helen suspected, that she and Sam were lovers. Dottie was named after Dottie West, an old country singer her parents loved. So, country music has been.