I then take my belt and proceed to use it to beat the nipple clamps that I had applied off. I have you look at my cock, still glistening with your cu...t slime and streaked with bits of your shit. I grab you by the hair and move your face close to my cock, but I will not give you the last push. As I hold you there, I wait. On cue, you beg me ?please Sir, please let this worthless cunt clean Sir’s penis from cunt’s ass slime.? I watch as you quickly suck the shit and slime from my penis, and a. Not that my wife wasn't sexy, but no amount of exercise could compete with a nineteen-year-old in her prime.In my mind, Evita undid another button, showing off a hint of her bra. It would be something naughty. Something inappropriate for even a public university, let alone a private Christian one.No, no, don't think about that.I tapped the icon.The app loaded. Every sound in the room ended. No more scratch of pencils. No more chugging, strained breaths. No more creaking seats as students. He had been relaxed throughout the whole process, while she had sweat beading her forehead. “Oh, You,” she said as she gently whacked him on the shoulder. “I think it was harder on me to take the stitches out than it was on you to have them taken out. Of course, when I stitched you up, there was blood everywhere, and it was scaring me half to death. I suppose that kept my mind off the stitching. But ... amateur or not, those were some very nice stitches. In six months, your scar will be barely. .”“Your soul, I’ll take your soul with me and you’ll trade places with Damien’s soul in hell.” Lucas’s eyes were wide with fear but his mouth couldn't speak a word.“It’s such a pity you need some connection with the person you want to take the soul out from. Be it a blood bond or any other physical relationship. There was no other good enough reason for me to lure you into my seduction and to bed.”She took a last look at him lying beneath her, she was glad to see fear in those cold blue eyes.