"I believe I do," he replied.She appraised him for another long moment before finally saying, "Tell Master Henry what you want. And come back to me wh...n he says you're ready."With that, I let out the long breath I hadn't realized I had been holding. I couldn't believe Mistress Cynthia would actually agree to anything remotely like what Harry wanted, so my best guess is that "learning about pain" probably involved experiencing a whole lot of it. Fortunately not my concern, because just now. Not that any of this was unknown to her, as she embraced it bluntly admitting that she liked sex. Sophia was, much like Daniel, ok with doing pretty much anything, and regularly did drugs and got extremely drunk. She didn't play any sports, but she was a cheerleader. Her family was quite wealthy, and she was often left alone in her pseudo-mansion leading to her hosting most of the groups parties. A lot of her wild personality could be attributed to her older sister who had a wild reputation of. Now lay on the desk and spread those legs wide so I can get every inch of this cock deep in that delicious hole. I love fucking you. I need you so bad." Peg laid on the desk and spread wide and he first licked her pussy then sucked her clit before he pushed his monster into her fuck hole. He kept pushing and fucking till he had every inch like he promised in her and began the hard deep fucking. He loved to slide almost out then all the way back in making Peg moan. She had learned to accept his. ‘But you could come visit me and I’ll show you the trains.’ He perked up. ‘And you have a lot of gold?’ ‘Gold?’ I was puzzled. ‘Daddy says you’re a gold-digger.’ I identified DJ… Douglas James the third, Doug’s son. ‘No, honey, I don’t have a lot of gold. Your father was just kidding.’ Sarah had been watching this interchange and looked mortified. Doug was oblivious, his back to me, talking to his father. Well, that explained a lot. I pretended not to notice Sarah had been following the.