I was trapped there as he quickly unbuckled his belt and opened his pants, taking out his massive erection and smacking me across the cheek with it.He...gripped the hair at the top of my head, holding it tight as he used his right hand to guide the engorged head between my lips. For the next several minutes I endured his hips crashing against my face as my head was pinned to the couch. He fucked my mouth.I was able to catch small breaths between his thrust as he would drive all the way to the. He couldn't even carry her out of the room, couldn't even have saved himself at this point if he had been selfish enough to try and dash through the house to the door outside. Jontin wouldn't have left her anyway, she was his only child, and his reason for facing life each new day. He would always be with her. The blaze made its way past the threshold of the doorway and into the room proper. Snaking along the floor, up walls and back along the ceiling until it came back on itself as it began to. But I don't have any equipment with which to use on you - no ropes, no paddles, nothing like that." A broad smile came across her face. She got up and crossed the room to the chest of drawers. Pulling open the bottom drawer, she proudly displayed a whole drawer of BDSM equipment! There were ropes of varying lengths, paddles, gags, blindfolds, nipple clamps... everything a Master could want in hardware for play! The only thing I was missing was a dungeon! “Sir,” she said with a small bow.. Sims, I suggest you get a better lawyer. On school property, everything is subject to inspection and confiscation." He can't do that, can he?" I looked pleadingly at Robbie.She hesitated. "I think... I think he can."Parker smiled and started walking away."You won't get away with this," I told his retreating back.I could hear him laugh as he turned the corner."So what was on the disk?" Robbie asked when he was gone."A selection of my best term papers, an MP3 I ripped from the Otter Park CD of.