"You're such a good girl," I said. "Obeying my commands. How would you like to be rewarded?"She broke the gaze, looking down at my hands on her nipple.... "I don't know," she said."You don't?" I asked. "Haven't you been sneaking off at night to fuck yourself while you think of me? Haven't you been touching my pussy, dreaming that it's me touching you?" Yes," she said."Then how should you be rewarded?" I challenged.She looked back up at me, knowing what I was going to make her say. Knowing I. When the Pastor attempted to force her, his father had beaten the man black and blue. They had tried to get him removed but to no avail.Their complaints had fallen on deaf ears. The pastor was a major landowner, and the local Lord was his brother. Because they had moved to the village, the villages considered them outsiders even though he had been born there.His parents had decided to move after strange incidents kept happening to his father, who was a stonemason. They couldn’t touch the Pastor. But I didn't want them to know I'd found it so I hurried up with the groceries and then went into the living room. I told Tammi to go help her mother with dinner and that I would take care of the cabinet. I decided to make Denise sweat a little and when I sat down at the dinner table I said:"This must be my lucky day. I found six unlabeled tapes in the cabinet and the first one I put in the VCR was the JAG tape. I should have bought a lottery ticket today. After I watch JAG I'll screen the rest. I feel you brush the roof my pussy with every thrust, and it feels fucking amazing. "Oh, god, you're so fucking tight... I'm gonna cum so hard! Your pussy was made for me, you dirty little slut... I want you to cum with me.. I want to feel your cum dripping down my balls as I ride you..." You pull back on my hair and I groan aloud, clenching the bedspread so hard my knuckles turn white. You suddenly yank one of my hands down between my legs and presses the palm against my swollen clit."Play.