I always get what I want. Thats just how it works, its how it has always worked. I love using my power for bad, its just too naughty. It feel too good...to refuse, it excites me beyond anything Ive ever felt. Even thinking about it right now makes me want to push my fingers into my dripping pussy. I guess I just know what a man wants, I know what I want and I know how to get it. Power lies with whoever cares less. But its not that simple you need someone to step up to the battle field, play the. "Very good, Ms. Singleton," he returned the notebook pad and walked to the front.Penny giggled to herself knowing that Anton Chekov was an author and that the real head of the NKVD being Felix Dzerzhinsky. It was nepotism that got this man his job, not his intellectual status. Her leg had fallen asleep so she shifted her foot to the floor so the circulation would be back by the time the bell rang in two minutes."Hey not bad," Tim said, reading it off her laptop."It an unedited rough draft,". I noticed also some curly black pubic hairs stuck to it. Further up the fabric where Anita’s asshole would have been, I found a creamy light yellow streak tinted across the fabric. It was still damp to the touch. I lifted the cloth to my nose. The scent was unbelievable. I got hard... I was not surprised to know my sensual wife was cheating on me.The bitch probably had enjoyed being fucked by this new black guy Pete that night; the same nigger bastard who had met two days ago at a dancing. Your level of arousal is amply evident and I know how much you need me. The feeling is more than reciprocated. Swinging one tired leg from the saddle I dismount and turn to face you. You're a picture, the pleading in your brown eyes beneath that dark fringe making my pussy twitch. Not to mention the sight of your huge erection as I drag my gaze across every ripple of your sexy physique. Inside I'm a tangle of desire but try to hold my composure as I step towards you and sink to my knees,.