She was puzzled when he told her that the message was for her. He then told her how to retrieve the voicemail message. After she punched in the code a... he told her, she listened to the message begin to play, ‘Message 1 received at 5:45 pm, today. (Then the voice changed from a monotone pseudo mechanical female voice to a warm familiar one) … Oh yeah baby, fuck me hard. … It feels soooo gooood …. I’m cumming … Ohhhh!!!’ It was her own voice. It was what she had just been saying to him in the. Up to that point, Marc hadonly been seen to every human being on the planet as a guy. And guyswere not made the objects of lust that he now apparently was to thisgiant of a man. Marc was having enough trouble dealing with his ownchanging sexuality. He wasn't prepared what had to be considered someoneenjoying Marc's change as much as Antoine was. The man did live withAngel though, so there had to be something in his...background, chemistrythat attacked him to girls like Marc. It wasn't. It was only then that she saw the wooden backed hairbrush and gasped."Get across my lap, Sarah," Becky ordered and as Sarah's head passed within inches of her face and continued downwards so Becky looked wide-eyed at the back of her aunts' head and then at her bare bottom. As she felt Sarah lower her full weight on to her lap she placed her open palm on her bare bottom and rubbed in circles convincing herself that she would be spanking her aunt in just a few seconds.To make sure, Becky looked. You start squirming as I thrust my finger in and out of your pretty asshole. You moan. I add a second finger and start thrusting harder and faster. You're moaning and begging and I love the power I have over you. I see the precum slipping out of you and I stop. You jerk at the restraints and glare at me. Remember you are mine and I can do as I please. Did you think it would be over that quickly? No. Now I want some pleasure. I climb on the table and straddle your waist. You look me in the.