"Yes… Madam. Yes, Madam," Ashley assures. Madam pauses, staring at her beautiful, captive play-thing. She brings her fingers to her own nose and inh...les deeply. The woman exhales with a naughty moan. "I'm turned on, yes. But I've been wetter than this before. And I think you can get me there," Madam insists, cruelly. No… please... Ashley's body feels like it's been put through a marathon. But the finish line is still no where in sight. The pounding soreness emanating from each of her holes is. A man walked into an agent’s office for an audition, as he had a strong desire to be an actor.He acted, he sang, he danced, he told jokes, and did pratfalls, after which the agent said.“You’ve got a lot of talent. Whats your name?”“Penis Van Lesbian, Sir.”“Excuse me? What did you say?”“Penis Van Lesbian”“You CAN’T have a name like THAT in show business.” The agent replied.“Penis Van Lesbian is a long respected name where I come from, and I will NOT change it!” As he stormed out the door in a. Once the nipples were rigid, he brought out a breast pump to further stimulate the aroused breasts. The nipples were extremely hard, almost pointy when she began to leak. Overtly excited, the man abandoned the breast pump and began to suck her breasts ardently. He pulled away from the nipple just far enough to show that indeed she was lactating and he was drinking it. He hummed while sucking her breast before starting on the other. As the guy in the video shifted to the other breasts, the. "I said, is that understood?" you repeat. "Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir." I give as my corrected response. I tense, expecting a hand to make contact. Instead, burning pain across both cheeks of my stretched bum. "One, thank you, Sir," I remember to say, just in time. I catch a glimpse of your hand holding what looks like a carpet slipper, just before the next stroke. "Two, thank you, Sir," I say, my voice shaky. Another smack, spreading the fiery stinging. "Three, thank you, Sir," I manage to get.