You don't know how much this means to me."He forgot to warn her and when he went off she was jacking him hard. The first shot arced toward her and she...felt his heat across both breasts."Ohhh fuck!" he gasped, his eyes pinned to the silvery stripe of his semen."Don't curse," she barked automatically.She didn't wipe him off of her. She felt a little faint-headed. After masturbating him, she usually went to her bathroom to wash her hands, so she leaned down to kiss him on the forehead and then. "I shouldn't doubt you anymore, Amanda. You really have shown you can do this. You've really made me proud these past few moons."Amanda smiled faintly. She understood that Sirinna meant well, but being praised for how good a slave she was did not mean quite as much to her anymore. It was as if she needed something else now to sustain her, but she was not sure what that was."I know Master Lanno has proven... difficult for you..."Hearing that made Amanda feel better. Sirinna was slowly becoming. Sandra and her boyfriend had been going out just under eleven months when she came home one day from school with Vincent of course. “Mom Vince and I will be going out one year next month. Can we have an anniversary party? Please mom. Please dad.” Sandra pleaded.Of course anything to please his darling daughter Paul said yes and every thing would be arranged for the night of festivities. Sandra had brought her friends over to the house many times over the years she grew up so I knew them. .." Rachel, I can't risk you..." started Whit, before he was silenced by a passionate kiss."Caro, I told Rachel I can handle things. Don't worry. Help will come," soothed Anna's voice, now audible to Whit in his mind.Rachel and Whit walked into the trap as they suspected. Turner had his gag down as he told Rachel to come in and then she and Whit were grabbed and push into the corner at gunpoint.Miguel Montoya could not contain his glee. "Well, if it is not my old friend, 'Defective Whitaker',".