Instinctively I moved forward and away but that just pushed my dick into her mouth again. ‘Jon, just go with it, give into it… You don’t have a ...hoice…’ Those words echoed in my head so loud I didn’t even hear myself speak, ‘Yes Mistress,’ again and suddenly pleasure overtook my senses. Never before had I allowed her to go this far with anal play but damn it felt good when she pumped her fingers in and out while sucking me hard. Just as quickly as she started I felt her move behind me, bending. But I have been wishing for her to be dead so much recently." She trailed off.Ms. Smith, not easily shocked nevertheless looked shaken. "But why have you been wishing that Fran?"By means of reply Fran rolled up a sleeve unveiling a number of purple, black and yellow-green marks. "There are others that I can't show you here. And the worst bruises are on my mind, soul, whatever. She hated me. She hated that I was happy with George and did everything to make my life a misery. In the last month she. She had both her hands with her long painted fingernails supporting herself with her palms against my thighs. Her head was bobbing up and down like pro! She started squeezing my thigh as she picked up her pace bobbing her head up and down my cock.I started thinking she was trying to get me off quicker to end her ordeal. Little did she know, but we all took pills to ensure we would have our hard-ons for hours to come. I grabbed the back of her head as she was taking me in and pushed in deeper. I. . if I find out that you have touched, hit or slapped her or done anything else to cause her even the slightest amount of unhappiness ... I will make it my mission to destroy you."I know that somewhere behind your beady little rat's eyes you're thinking 'what can this kid do to me?' The answer is, a lot. To start with, there is her history of injuries. It wouldn't take much for the authorities to start looking into that. Then there is what I can personally do to you. I would spend every penny I.