”He answered, “I have to clean up my mess and wear my pretty pink panties until I have redeemed myself, Mistress Kayla.”Untouched, his cock bobb...d and oozed another drop of pre-cum. So much had welled up that a drop was hanging precariously from the ridge of his cock helmet. Before it could fall, Kayla turned her head, opened her mouth wide, and closed her lips around him.He groaned and the ropes creaked. The bindings served their purpose, keeping him from pushing any more of his cock into. ,” the CIA agent stated in his somewhat gravely sounding voice as he strode into the office. Jack was always impressed with the neatness of his suit and his outward appearance whenever he was around. Never ever a wrinkle or stray piece of lint anywhere could be found, and his shoes were always polished to a mirror finish, indicating some kind of military background. ‘Yea, it’s amazing how you can mask a piece of shit in a shiny wrapper’, Jack thought to himself as he stood up to greet his. I was procrastinating again, doing anything to put off getting down towork. My latest excuse was a sudden and desperate need to tidy myhandbag. I decided that it couldn't possibly wait and definitely took ahigher priority than painting the stair walls.There was a lot of crap in the bag: old receipts, makeup, cinema tickets,old batteries, shoe laces. It was kind of ridiculous. I made three piles:things I wanted to keep in there, worthwhile items that didn't deserve tobe crammed inside, and shit. She would have three days of quiet with her best friend lying in the sun. When she first got there she checked into her resort, and found her room. She saw the usual crowd that went down with Mary. It was Mary and her husband and there two kids. Chris, and his wife who were is a friend of Mary’s husband. Chris’s strange friend Lane was also there. Lane is not all there. Lane was scary and he gave Ashlee the creeps. She looked over and saw Mary had already changed and was lying out by the.