"I see you for the pig you are, Jessica. Don't try and cover up your gut,it doesn't do any good." "Yes, sir." She was smart enough to look at me whene...er I spoke to her. "If I catch you covering up again, you will be in trouble." "What does that mean, Sir?" she asked, her eyes honest. I reached out and slapped her face. And then again, a backhand. "I'm sorry, Master," she cried. Your pussy was starting to stink again; thebitch really did love to be slapped around. "Your pig won't cover up. The fact that not only was Mike staying, but that he was participating with relish, made me want to suck his cock again. But it would have to be later, for I was pulled - literally! - from these thoughts by Paul, tugging at the chains and making me jerk forward and cry out in shock. The sensation was quite overwhelming, every minute tug seemingly connected to my rosebud and eliciting a quiver from between my thighs at every jolt. Paul manouvored me with the chains and pulled me down so that I. I liked her.She was very nervous for me, and kept starting conversations about the layout of the Vice Presidents hallway, the distance from my desk to the restroom, where Secret Service officers were standing post, and how long I would be on my own with whoever came to kill me.Kate was working herself up pretty thoroughly, so I kissed her.It worked.She gasped when my lips made contact, and she first tasted my tongue on hers. Very soon she allowed herself to join in and our tongues dueled for. Jade felt him rub himself against her belly, teasing her until she begged him. Jade felt him lift her and then press his rock solid dick against her wet opening and thrust in. He began to pump, his movement slowed by the water. It built up a delicious sensation that had her bucking and moaning in response. Her hands clenched around the metal steps and she threw her head back. With every thrust the steps squeaked in protest and she was terrified that someone would find them – but, it added a.