I felt his warm lips traveling down my throat and tasting me, then roving up over my jaw. He settled me onto the bed and covered my body with his own....He crushed my mouth with his mouth and his hands traveled up over the rest of my body, giving me a hint of the desire that was within him. A sharp spearhead of heat and desire stabbed me as he took possession of my breasts. No one else had ever touched me this way. I had never felt this conflict and overpowering sensation except with this man. Pa. I'm not a squirter, but I felt like I was at that moment as so much cum ran down my leg I knew there would be a puddle. Finally coming down from my high, I just stood there, in complete euphoria, taking in what felt like the greatest orgasm I've had in a while. If the chains hadn't been holding me up, I'd be a sloppy mess on the floor. “I didn't give you permission to cum, slave! That just earned you a new punishment!” I didn't care. I felt so good at that point I'd put up with anything he. They would be arriving, in Milan, on September 3, and had given him the complete flight schedule information. Philip was on their side. They were sure with his help, here in Italy, they could work out any problems that occurred. Frank had saved his life, and Philip was still awaiting Antonia’s retribution for the clothing store incident. She had not shot him in the leg, yet, however it had only been a few weeks. Philip knew Antonia had a long memory, and the way he had seen Antonia set Frank up. Chad stared at her breasts as he watched her nipples harden just from the way he was speaking to her. God, he’d been such an idiot not to see what she truly needed. He moved his hand between her legs and slid a finger along her slit before pushing it into her slowly.She shivered and moaned as Chad moved that finger in and out of her slick, swollen pussy.“Does that feel good?” he asked, getting behind her and pressing his fully erect cock against her. “Does my pregnant whore need more?”“Mm-hmm,”.