She was, she explained, as a rich woman, used to seeinggarments modelled before purchase and she had set her heart upon buying agenuine mackintosh fro... this specialist shop before returning to Francethe following day. Regrettably the assistant could not provide themodelling service at this short notice but had flippantly suggested thatas the young man in the shop was of a similar stature and build toMademoiselle then perhaps he could be persuaded to model.Judith confided that she did not wish. Again we ended our walk at the sand pits and again the afternoon ended in sex between us. This time, however, she insisted that I take her anally, though I tried to refuse her since she'd already said it caused her pain... I really didn't want to hurt her. It was a mess. She was crying in pain through most of it, but refused to stop or allow me to, threatening to never speak to me again if I stopped. It should be obvious already that I loved her most of the three of them and could deny her. I kissed gently your voluptuous clitoris; you shuddered and you began to rub breasts and nipples.I licked the warm, wet lips of your delicious vulva, I inserted into the tongue and I tasted your sugary nectar. It was as hot as your passion.I began to lick and suck your clitoris gently all around. Your anus began to throb, you were coming, you repeated gasping, "Yes, go on, go on...-I did it, and with a long groan you arched the back and you came in my mouth... How delicious your juice was, my. I said, ?can you walk bitch?? she croaked out, ?some if I bend forward and take small steps.? I responded, ?get moving for the playroom and we will chat as we go along.? she began to hobble, walking awkwardly. I asked, ?did you muder Sam?? She answered resignedly, ?probably.? I told her, ?well I like your pussy???keep me liking it and I will keep you for myself.? adding, ?if you don?t, well then I will give you to Beth permanently!? she sobbed an answer, ?yes Master.? she did not.