‘Your whore.’ I replied meekly hoping that he would stop hitting me. ‘I didn’t hear you bitch.’ ‘YOUR WHORE’ I scream back at him. He re...urned to my breasts, sucking urgently on them, as if this was his first meal in weeks. Suddenly his hands slid up my thighs, stroking gently, almost tenderly. He continued moving up until he finally reached my dripping cunt. His fingers moved in, dipping in and out of my hole, spreading my flowing juices all over. He continued this bringing me reluctantly to. "That following Friday, the doctor finally arranged to meet Klaus after work at the house. When Klaus drove up to the bungalow, Susanne came running up to greet him. She looked radiant in a short, pleated skirt that showed off her legs and a good portion of her soft thighs and a silk blouse with a deep V-neck exposing the upper slopes of her breasts. Her bra was a half-cup supporting the lower slopes of her breasts but leaving the nipples free. The silk left little to hide the aureoles from. And yet, to suck McDonald's cock now only accentuated the entrapment he had her in, was a fitting punishment for her humiliation and anguish and complete capitulation. She shuddered--but deep down she knew that she would suck his cock, and suck it just as hard and passionately as she could, until she had those damning photographs safely in her possession, and could destroy the lurid threat to her daughter's future."Damnit, baby, I won't tell you again!" McDonald roared with contempt. "Suck my. You are a just an average, normal white guy in your mid 20s. Just your average unemployed no good slacker climbing the social ladder in the wrong direction-kind of guy.In your pastime (which is pretty much all of your time awake) you indulge in pot smoking, all night video gaming, interactive erotic stories online and a rampant addiction to masturbation.Your looks, height, weight, IQ, cognitive skills, sense of fashion and haircut are all average. At best. Your only real trait, besides knowing.