He raises her breasts, pinching her nipples hard. Hard enough to bring a moan to her lips.He turns to Alex, leaving her hanging there, on tip toe, try...ng to balance, with bound wrists. She finds herself swaying."These walls are cork-lined, yes?" Of course they are. This is the room best suited to whipping, because I dont care for silence. I love nothing more than seeing a marked up, screaming, sweaty bitch under my hand." Perfect! Gentlemen, I will now ask that you leave me to her."The three. ”“Hey, this is just bullshit. I just poured myself this coffee!” Briggsby protested.“Then it will still be warm when you get back in five minutes. Now run Reaper over there and don’t be a dick about it. I wasn’t asking, I was telling,” said Sergeant Castle.“Fuck!” Briggsby muttered. I think he cussed every other word. He put the coffee back in the break room and said, “Get your shit together, Reaper, or I leave without you.”I scrambled to grab my coat, and then ran out to where Briggsby was. "Yes, with the Americans who want to distribute some of our films," saidDan. "That's going to be boring for you, Blake. I'll drop you off at theAnne Frank Museum which I'm sure you will find interesting. You can visitthe nearby Westerkirk and the Homomonument afterwards and then I should befree to pick you up. You can text me to let me know where you are." Okay. I'll do that." Blake smiled, happy to have some time to explore onhis own. "I should wear something more respectful to visit a church. I started talking to her like a customer and she also reciprocated by acting like a prostitute.Me: Bahut chudakkad aurat hai re tu to (You are a sex-loving woman).Mom: Hmm. Tere lund ne deewana bana diya hai mujhe (Your cock has made me crazy).Me: Tera pati nahi chodta kya tujhe? (Doesn’t your husband fuck you?)Mom: Uss napunsak ka lund bhi khada nahi hota. Chodega kya. (He never gets an erection; let alone fucking).Me: Bahut shauk hai tujhe chudne ka. Poore ghar mein nangi ghumti rehati hai.