He was fucking my chest with his meat stick and all I could do was stare like a deer in the headlights, my head in a fog from being made to cum from t...t play. The electric feeling in my chest didn't recede at all while the friction from his prick pounded my boobs.I began to fuck my own pussy, shoving two fingers in. My snatch ate my fingers up, practically chewing on them as they tightened from the pleasure my boobs received. he fucked my tits harder and harder, his head nearly tapping my chin.. She’s still arguing, about what, I don’t know, blah, blah, blah. Angel carries on blabbing.” “Wow Carmyn, this is really better than a soap opera, better than Desperate Housewives. Way better if you ask me. Peeing is good. Nice detail. Makes your story so realistic. A very Lucien Freud like detail to add in. He just died yesterday by the way.” The mention of the passing of one of the century’s greatest painters of exaggerated realism makes no impact on Carmyn who rolls on with her story.. Women do not last long in a Chinese brothel."She got up and started to run past him to get to her room. Roger caught her arm; she turned and lost her balance and fell on his lap and he held her until she stopped fighting him. She turned her head so that he could not see her crying.Roger turned her face to him, "Lei, I didn't understand what the situation would be if I sent you back. I would never want a life like that for anyone. You can stay here with me and we'll try to make the best of it.. " I did as I was told while he stood there and nodded. "My name is Master Rob, and I'm going to be your personal trainer. Whenever you are not busy with your duties, you will spend your time on personal training, mostly aerobic, to insure that you get fit and stay that way. You don't look bad, but we're going to focus on getting rid of that small pooch in your belly. You also have a bit too much bulk, we want to emphasize slim and toned so that you look more like the bitch you are."He picked up.