I started to cum and his hand cupped my mouth to keep it quiet. After I was done cumming, he pulled out and looked at his dick, wet with my cum. His b...dy was drenched in sweat and his white chest hair was now pressed against his skin. He was out of breath as he sat down on the couch upright. "Get on Santa's lap." I got up and sat on his lap, facing the fireplace. His hands guided my hips down and onto his dick. I spread my legs around his and mounted my feet on the edge of the couch. I leaned. . perfect. Absolutely perfect. You have always been perfect for me. You know me so well, and how you do things... things that make me so hot... so in love with you... oh so in love with you." Then, we were happy. We are happy?" Oh... yes. Although after last week... I'm not sure how things will be... how I let myself get into that position that I did..." Shush... don't worry about that now. I think that in the end, even though this whole thing has been pretty bad for us... I'll still love you. Without the eight hundred he'd have gottenfrom both off them, he only had a third of the money he needed. He didn'tknow what'd happen if he didn't pay that money. And he might not havetime to find other roommates before his landlord kicked him out into thestreet. He despaired, waiting for the moment he heard the engine of thetruck they had outside start. He'd watch them drive off, and with them,what was probably his last chance to escape being a homeless hobo. He letout a wounded sniffle. He. Honey inhaled deeply but didn’t flinch.“Is she supposed to regret answering the questions as well?” Kiwi asked my Mother.“I am going to make you slap my tits in a minute if you want more answers,” Mom joked before explaining the affirmation process. “The reason they are asked questions while they endure humiliation and pain is that in that submissive mental state, it is easier to get the truth out of them. You can ask them what they are learning and about their bodies the way you have. You can.