...Then I felt him move and I knew it....the belt was coming back down andohhhhHHHHHH DADDY!! As I stroked him, staring up at everything in lifethat ... need, that I had sought and which is here now, he whipped me withhis belt. My thighs around my caged clitty, my chest and stomach makingthe pretty chains jump and twist with every blow...I was getting close so close to saying it, I can't take it Daddy I'll doanything anything but i can't I can't...but instead I just startedcrying, weeping in. “I’m going to go in the living room and talk to asshole for a few. When I am done, we can continue if you want. I don’t think we are finished yet unless you hate the idea.” Before she could get to the doorway with her phone, Cassie had her top off.While she was in the living room, Cassie could still hear her side of the conversation.“What do you want, Zack. I’m busy.”“Oh, you want to know where I am, or do you want to know where the key is?”“Yes, of course Cass told me. I hope it fits really. Those fingers and what she had spied in his trousers were sure to stretch her out.As soon as his rough fingers had spread apart her lips, the Drill Sergeant wasted no time plunging his fingers up inside her. He felt his fingers hit her hymen and he stopped in suprise. Clearly, having seen this girl naked outdoors and then get so wet both before and during punishment, he hadn't expected her to be a virgin. She felt his uncertainty, and bore her hips down on his hand, grinding into his face and. I look like I have been designed for seduce, I look like a sex machine, and my painted hair and red nails are like an identification badge saying that I am a hooker, that I am always ready for sex.Well, I have to do something, I am not gay, and I won?t use the ?fucking talent? of this body. Maybe if I am her, she is me perhaps we had swapped bodies. Fuck!! Maybe she is acting like a girl in my body. I have to call myself.There's no phone in the bedroom, I have to search for one, there's two.