She put her hands on his shoulders and hung on for dear life as he pounded away at her hot box, her moaning urging him deeper and faster inside of her...until, almost as quickly as it began, it was over. She could feel him twitching and spilling inside her, panting with the exertion of fucking while holding her up. He slid free of her as he released her thighs one at a time to led her feet return to the floor, permitting her to stand under her own power.“Mm. Now you’re properly used,. "Very good. Now are you ready to begin your Wifey training program?" Yes," said Jane, out loud, thinking how ridiculous it was to be talking to an iPod which obviously couldn't hear her."Very good. Now these lessons will be very easy. All you have to do is follow my instructions exactly. Most of the instructions will be very simple, and typically they will involve a lot of repetition. But you must be focused, completely willing and open, and free of distractions. Are you focused, completely. Iqra flashed her nicely developed tits at the screen, demanding a close-up of the restrained penis, then "but it's all pale just like those white boys in the gym - why aren't you brown all over, like us, Doctor?"Most of the girls were now openly masturbating, holding their pussy lips apart to show their pink inner flesh to further arouse the pathetic submissive who had a natural fear of being watched by a bunch of inexperienced, under-sexed teenage Muslim schoolgirls.Mistress Susanna briefly. Her story had busted a big union kickback scandal, sending a few of their leaders to jail. She uncovered a rigged Fraternal Order of Police election. Her stories led to a clampdown on some organized crime related gambling operations. She knew that her relentless fight to get to the top had rubbed a lot of people the wrong way, both at her station and in the news industry in Chicago. All of this just fed into her sexual fantasy.She had a dark side. She did have occasional dates and sex.