He closed his eyes and in a voice so low it was almost a whisper he said, “Please don’t hit me.”I raised my eyebrow and waited. The curiosity is...killing me.At last he said, in that same quiet voice, “I wanted to ask you to pose for me. Figure studies.”I don’t know what the problem is. I’ve let him take pictures of me before.He looked at my face and he saw that I was confused.In a voice that was nearly trembling with fear and embarrassment he said, “Figure studies, Mya. I need a pretty girl to. After he eliminated most of the staff, Chrissie helped him find the recent visitors and he eliminated those, too. He had half hoped the puppet master had signed in as a visitor, or left some kind of clue to be tracked by, but he had no such luck. The puppet master had simply used his power to gain entry and had the security personnel erase the relevant twenty minutes of the surveillance tapes after he left. All Jack knew was that the mentalist was a man because his dogs identified his gender by. I reached down and grabbed my ankles, pulling my knees up towards the sides of the stool giving him the deepest access I could. That let him get even deeper and it touched off my orgasm. I screamed "YES! YES! OH GOD, NOW BABY, NOW!" and the world shook. I saw stars and the whole world collapsed into the sensations in my ass and clit, slowly fading away until it was dark and warm and quiet…When I came back to my senses there was thunder and lightning. Everyone had stood up and they were giving. And him deep breathing as his hand gently sliding up my leg i felt his fingers brushing my penis i didnt mind i quit enjoyed it i started to get hard i heard him take a deep intake of breath.he stopped feeling my bum at the time i didnt rearlise he was beating of after a couple minutes i felt him shudder and grunt thats a good boy shuffling of he said when your finished i will give you some extra mags score i thought.when i got out of the shop i looked in my bag there was indeed some extra porn.