Met moeite kan ik voorkomen dat mijn pik gaat staan.Vlug kom ik overeind. Trillend blijf ik staan op mijn hoge naaldhakken.Ik weet niet wat ik moet do...n. Even wil ik terugslaan, maar dan beheersik mij. Als ik dat doe, dan kan ik gelijk vertrekken. Maar moet ik ditdan toelaten? Ik geloof dat er niets anders op zit.'Voortaan zal ik je zo straffen, Roberta. Het in de hoek staan helpttotaal niet. Als jij iets doet dat mij niet bevalt zal ik je straffenmet een aantal klappen op je blote billen. Ik. NEVER will you even THINK ABOUT your little repair ploy with another victim. Do you understand slave?’ ‘Yes Mistress,’ was his monotone reply, and he knew that everything Evilena commanded must be forever obeyed. ‘OK boys, in a few minutes I will want you to get dressed again, and Mevin, you can drive Larry back to his truck. After you are each headed back to work you will forget what happened here and on the road , BUT, will remember that you both BELONG to me. Understand?’ ‘Yes Mistress, Yes. . pussy... feel... so... fucking... gooooood... Keep on doing that. YES!" Then she shocked Steve with a breathless request. "Mark me." It was so quiet, he knew the others didn't hear. "Mark me please. I want you to mark me." Steve leaned up to Monday's naked right shoulder, just below the bottom of her neck and bit gently. Their movements slowed a little, but became more intense. "Yesss. That's it. Harder." Monday squeezed hard with her pussy. Steve's teeth dug in a little deeper and. Somehow, I lost my footing and began to fall. Quicker than thought, Julia’s thighs were around my head, squeezing my cheeks as her knees bent and her ankles locked together down near my waist. My right arm was pulled tight, hard enough to make me think it might pop out of my shoulder. By the time I hit the ground, she had me in a perfect arm bar, my arm held hard against her body, resting between her breasts.I hurriedly assessed my situation, but she had me good. Every time I tried something.