He placed it at the entrance to my pussy and gently pushed it inside making me moan with pleasure, this was a punishment? I smile happily.He looked up...into my smiling face and smirked again, ?Smiling are you brat? We shall soon see about that. This particular vibrator has a remote control. I can turn it up or down without touching it and I think I might enjoy tormenting you with it? He reached for the remote and turned it on to its lowest setting, it buzzed gently causing a tingling sensation. “Your turn, darling Evgeniya,” Vitali said as he repositioned the woman onto the bed next to her strangled friend.‘NAAAAHHHHHHH,” Evgeniya cried through her panties. She shook her head violently from side to side.Her eyes were closed tight as Vitali pushed his huge cock against her dry pussy.“NO PLEASE DON’T!” Evgeniya screamed at the man.Of course, the panties continued to muffle her pathetic pleas for mercy. Vitali paid no attention to her as he forced himself into the black bush. The plaid. She was busy from the moment she got up until the moment she fell asleep, but in her case being continuously occupied was what she needed. Her activities varied enough that each part of her day gave her something to look forward to. In spite of her initial resistance to the thought of being a gardener, Maria Elena discovered that gardening really was not a bad job at all. She worked for people who were not particularly demanding and who left her alone once it was clear she understood what. . but enough on what Christmas means to me and onto my favorite Christmas memory!Two Thousand Nine marked my twenty first birthday year and my most favorite Christmas. My older sister Danielle was home on holiday from St. Vincent College, and the house seemed to be in order like the olden days except for the absence of Dad who had passed after losing a fight to Prostate Cancer in Two Thousand Seven.I was lying on moms bed in her room watching my favorite Christmas movie, "It's a Wonderful.