’ Flashing a big grin, Carly proceeded to shuffle and deal. What Jimmy didn’t know was the game was rigged. Lynn did have a notepad. The pad did l...st a lot of sexy ideas she’d come up with. However, Lynn and Beth figured Jim would be too busy lusting after Carly to notice that Lynn would be just telling people to do whatever she wanted them to. Since this entire ‘game’ was her idea, she got to be the Puppet Master. For the rest of this scam, Lynn could instantly compel us to perform any erotic. Gordon's cock was close to shooting as he was led through the front door of Angela's house; he was then led straight up the stairs by his mistress for the night, who was anxious to exact a thorough caning as soon as possible, but she needed to be suitably attired first. Gordon was made to strip naked and kneel by the bed facing her fitted wardrobes which spanned the end of the room; he was treated to a strip tease and his cock bobbed as he admired Angela's plump and domineering form; she. “You…you think those photos…are sexy?” Frankie begins to blush a little, flattered by Mac’s compliment. “Wow, never really…been called…sexy before.” She begins to think to herself about the situation. “I don’t think he’d be in here on purpose. Mac’s an all-around good kid. And Bloo is a troublemaker.” As she thinks, her eyes gaze downward to see Mac’s erection. She’s a little surprised by the size of it. “WHOA! I never knew Mac was so…Gifted.” She begins to bite down gently on her index finger,. I carefully climbed atop of you and, straddling your hips as my knees hugged your thighs, I stared you down and waited. It was mere seconds, but with time contracted to a pinpoint in the moments we were enraptured with each other, it felt like an agonising eternity. Would you pounce, or were you going to leave me in control? You didn’t dare move; I think you were too afraid any action on your part might upset the delicate balance we had established.I steadied myself above you and positioned.