Fuck..". He graciously gave her permission to cum but only after He expressed his irritation with his slut. "This is for me, not for you to enjoy slut..., her heart sank as she orgasmed once again.Her legs were failing her at this point, she knew this would not be good. She could sense His anger with her. Sluts were expected to perform better and provide pleasure, she was not doing so and was having a hard time while He was demanding her to improve. Out of spite He again raised His hips. It again. .. pussy ... split, snatch, twat ... hell, we had a bunch of names (never vagina though ... isn't that funny?) But hearing a woman use a guys word (back then it was anyway) or ... maybe not. Regardless, hearing Dee use it. Well ... that damn near pulled the trigger on the gun in my holster.She sighed then, her eyes closed as though remembering she once had. "Or at least I certainly used to," she added even more softly than anything she'd said before, which is also when I noticed a small tear. Get her to drink this elixir and she will begin to crave your sperm." What, are you talking about some magic love potion? Sorry, pal. Wedon't believe in magic potions," said Chris. He was losing interestagain. After all, even if the magic potion worked, which if course itwouldn't, he had nothing to gain from it.Andy was a little more credulous. "Wait a second. Let's see what thisguy has to say." You are too kind, sir. No, I am not talking about a magic potion. I donot believe in magic either. I. She was about to take it, when she heard voices. From well hidden door in the black walls came two men. One wore a black robe, much like the eight men she had killed coming up., and the other wore a grey suit. His voice she recognized right away, Mr. John.Sif crossed the ten meters that separated her from the two men almost flying. Her boots hammered onto the gleaming stone floor, both men turned around. Both surprised but neither seemed to recognize the blonde woman in black leather and.