..why do you think Isaid it in video chat and not anywhere else???Besides, it isn?t blackmail my little slave. You are not paying me formy silence; no... at all. You are paying me for my dominance and control.You already knew it wasn?t going to be free...you just didn?t fullyrealize how much it was going to cost you. You are taking things thewrong way. I am providing you with a service here and the cost of thatservice is not going to be out of line...but it will be progressive. Themore of your. She turned and saw me standing there, 'Come in', and as I squeezed in with them, she told me to close and snub the door. She towered over him, in fact she covered him completely, as she gyrated against him, all I saw of him was his hands traversing her complete nudity, the way you see blind persons feeling and touching as if building up a picture of the person in their heads.Alex was grunting quietly with her grinding exertions, and as my eyes followed his hands caressing her naked body I found. ’ Olaf granted her request, moving up from behind her, and easing his 6 and half inch cock into her cunt. He slowly, but steadily increased his pace, as she began to moan. She was soon sighing quite a bit, and she even commencing bucking her hips against his body, indicating a rise in her arousal. ‘Oh, Master, now you’re teasing me! What’s more, since you’re the master, and I’m the slave, I can’t do anything about it. I beg you, have mercy on your slut, and give me a real shag!’ That kind of. Then she stopped the flow of chatter and asked a question.“Why aren’t you getting in the bath?”I flapped my arms in reply. I guess my arm flapping was code. I don’t know what it was code for. I was stuck – unable to go forward – unable to go back. I stopped flapping and used both hands to clutch my top closed again.She flushed the toilet and washed her hands – well, she washed her one hand, anyway. She draped her towel over one shoulder so she could dry the hand. Then she came over and stood.