“Good. Let the games begin,” Jennifer said with an evil laugh.She added nipple clamps and a clamp on my clit. She spanked me at will but she also ...ave me orgasms. Oh the orgasms she gave me.She inserted a huge dildo into my soaking wet pussy. She was slamming me with it as she put the clit clamp off and on. I started squirting all over the place. I was a bit shocked as Jennifer’s mouth clamped over my squirting pussy.“You taste divine my pet,” Jennifer cooed.“Thanks,” I panted as my orgasm. ‘In Japan, not good for women to speak freely. Others don’t appreciate.’ ‘But I know what you say is true,’ Shozo continued, ‘Gale-san is very smart also. If she was man, she would be running this market and not me. You give me idea that I must think about.’ ‘Niki-san is business partner?’ Shozo asked. ‘I think more than partner?’ I replied, ‘I hired Niki as my art designer for my T-shirts and other apparel lines when I first started my business. However she was so good at what she did that it. .. This fuckmeat is yours to use...? I put the big vibrator back on her pussy, and leant over her so that it was clamped between our pubic bones. ?Don't just lie there, tart, serve me.? I caressed the accessible parts of her clamped nipples, and she groaned and flexed her hips under me as I felt her heat building. ?There's a good slave tart, please your Master, get that cunt hot for me.? I pulled back and started thrusting, with hard jerking strokes that forced her down on her. ." she croaked throatily, "if it isn't my darling hushband! How are you, darling hush-husband?" I'm fine," he replied quickly, "but I'd like to know what happened to you... If you were bored in the afternoons, Natalie, you could have taught another class!"The brunette's features wrinkled in concentration as if she was trying to understand the meaning of her husband's words. Bored... afternoon... teach another class, she repeated mentally in her wine-drugged brain. The phrases seemed to echo.