"I wish I could, but can't remember it anymore." "Perhaps you need a little something to help you remember then." "Yes, perhaps I do." I didn't need a...y soothsayer to draw me a picture of what I had in front of me; already I was starting to feel a growing urge in the seat of my jeans. I brought my hand to her neck and pulled her towards me. She came willingly and our lips met in a warm kiss. I broke the connection for a moment and looked at her. "All those times that I tried asking you out, I. I know what it is like to be strapped, caned and birched for my wrong doings. I know exactly how it feels when the cane first bites into the tender flesh of your bottom. The searing fire line that spreads and before it has gone far, is joined by another and another and yet more until you think you will pass out. But you don’t. The pain is there. A terrible pain. Yes, I know what you will go through and I have no doubt those watching will know too. As you again rightly said, I am here for two. I did as told, the taste over powering, but I didn’t stop until I felt like my jaw was going to lock up. He now had me lay on my back with my head hanging over the edge of the bed. His dick, now fully erect again, was shoved into my mouth as he began to face fuck me. I gagged but he continued. I was ordered not to spit and I tried my hardest not to but it was inevitable with the taste of lubricant and such. He pulled his cock from my mouth and began slapping me across the face with it. I felt. ’ As his finger slid in between her thighs, he felt her wet and swollen pussy. Hot molten pussy, the best kind in the world, he thought to himself. She tried to open her thighs, but his arm had her thighs caged, ‘Please, Clint…’ He reached his bed and tossed her down on her back. She laughed, ‘You have issues…’ Clint stood up and unbuttoned his slacks, ‘You’re right I have a pretty big issue, baby.’ He watched her face as he stroked his cock, spreading his pre-cum over it. He moaned when she.