Whip me until I bleed. Take me to the farm. Get a dog. She was sick even then. I played with her, whipped her, shocked her, lent her out to other perv...rts but she always wanted more. And she found it. She dumped me for an older, richer, sexier man who she said knew how to give her what she wanted. Then, he got tired of her and sent her back. She came crawling back, telling me it was all a mistake. But I'd changed in the meantime too. And if she wanted to go all the way out there, I would do it.. She knew his mother, actually. His mother was a war baby mother. Janet had sat with them at town celebrations before. As a divorced woman, she was welcome in that group. She could think of several of his sisters, but had only a vague impression of his looks. She thought of him as being very young, though.“Janet?” complained Rhonda. “What about the man?”“This is the man,” said Janet, folding the paper and putting it in her purse.“But that’s her handyman,” said Rhonda. She blinked. “Oh!” she. Soaked in myown cum.How could this be happening in broad daylight, in a busy shopping mall?My panty-liner was drenched. My jaw was starting to ache as I deep-throated the banana, thinking about the photos of me on my cell, thetimes Kelli had me practice with a dildo. For her it had always been agame, but now I thought about the banana......the cock in my otherhand......that cock deep in my mouth."Look at her. Take it, bitch!"My hand continued to work the first tormentor's penis, grabbing at. Ihr Körper zeigte tatsächlich ein leichtes zittern und ihre Augen schienen glasig zu sein. "Es kann nicht wahr sein", rief er laut aus, "es wirkt!!" Tommy war sich aber noch nicht ganz sicher, und begann mit einer unschuldigen Aufgabe: "Öffnen Sie ihre Brieftasche und geben Sie mir einen Euro.Und sehr zu seiner Zufriedenheit, tat sie es pflichtbewußt ohne jeglichen Widerstand. Es war ihm jetzt klar das er sie 100 Prozent unter seiner Kontrolle hatte und sie alles tun würde was er befahl. Tommy.