“I’m your dirty slut,” I said enjoying the fucking he was giving me. “You’ve been so bad, Santa is going to put coal in your stocking,” he...added. “As long as I have your cock in my cunt, I don’t care!” He let out a small laugh before thrusting me harder. It was starting to hurt, but damn it was a good hurt. He began slapping my ass as he fucked me with more intensity. It was all that I could handle, but I wasn’t going to scream for mercy. Instead, I begged him for more. He slapped my ass with. But with a window that you could look out of or draw the curtains on, you could maintain a feeling of oneness with your neighbors.I was called in on a customer meeting to resolve an issue regarding unit size. The male part of the couple was a little older than I expected our target market to be, certainly in his early forties. He had black hair with just a few threads of gray, and a bushy mustache. He was introduced as Greg Forest and when he stood to greet me, I realized he was about the same. Well Mrs. Anderson wed like Sophie to get a few readings done without you there, just to test the waters to see how she can fare by herself. Id hardly even spoken to the mother, but she wasnt the one I was after, so I didnt really give two shits. My secretary will go over all of the documents and consent forms you will need to sign in order for us to sign your daughter to our agency. I motioned toward the door, and the mother stood. Oh, right, okay. Sounds great, thank you so much. She. I struggled to get my right hand free from underneath Sandra but a tightening grip on my balls slowed me down considerably. "What are you doing" I shouted. "We have a few things we'd like to do, but you might not like them" said Amy. "I suggest you cooperate though or we might have to get rough". To emphasize her point she slid a thumb and forefinger up my ass while still holding onto my balls with her other hand. The brief, sharp pain that hit me pushed resistance from my mind quickly. Sandra.