" He said, managing a weak smile.Jim and Julie had already piled into the back seat and were laughing at some joke one of them had cracked. They look ...ike lovers, she thought. Paul climbed into the passenger seat grimacing as he moved the seat belt strap between his large breasts. All four were quiet until they had reached Jim's apartment. Jim and Julie got out and watched the car pull away."Paul is really starting to flip out, I thought he'd be more used to this by now." Jim commented. I press my tongue forward and she lets it slip through her lips and brush up against hers. She moves her tongue forward and I suck on it. Her tongue tastes incredible. I can get a hint of salt that I know is my own, but it is overpowered by the buildup of saliva in her own mouth. I don’t care what she says, she was clearly wanting this, but I suppose playing hard-to-get pays off. As I keep rubbing her lips and hair, I slide my arm off her breasts and down her side, then her stomach before. I’ll have to go on Welfare, something I swore I’d never do. I never missed a day of work in my life except when I had my babies. Please mister.’ I could see the tears shimmering in her eyes. ‘Do you know anything about this type of machine? It’s not actually sewing, we monogram premade shirts and hats, right now.’ ‘Not a thing. But if it uses needle and thread, I’ll figure it out.’ I held out my hand. ‘Can you be here Saturday around nine? I’ll have my partner give you a little training.’ The. Her Master tugs roughly on her leash as her Mistress hauls her to her feet, padlocking her wrist cuffs behind her back, her knees wobbling as she teeters on the edge of an amazing climax. Her Mistress circles her menacingly, ducking easily under the leash as she firmly raises their Slave's chin with the crop, lashing out at her ass and pushing her hips forward, lifting each breast and slapping the abused flesh, the Slave's dusky skin glistening with sweat as she struggles to contain herself..