That fucking son of a bitch! Her voice was shaky That fucking cunt! It seemed as if she was sobbing. I was unsure of what to do. She kept talking, rel...eving me from having to talk. I do want one… but not that son of a bitch. All he does is fuck my tits. He gives me the pill so that they are bigger. He keeps telling me that we will have one sometime, but… her voice fell away. She turned and looked at me, her eyes big and shining from recent tears, tears streaks that had fallen off her cheeks and. Sylvia and I moved into position. My mouth, cheeks and chin were covered in Mistress' juices. I pushed my hips up and anticipated the stripes from Master's belt. I knew it would be very difficult to try to please Mistress with my mouth and to try to please Master by holding position and taking my punishment, so I just tried to imagine I was a dog with its ass in the air, submitting. I smiled and pressed my teeth into Mistress Sylvia's pussy. I licked and sucked like an animal, especially as. He wasvery influential with important women in certain circles, although therewere rumours that the only reason he had any real leverage was that he hadslept with most of them. In fact, even the men had very little faith inhim. It came as a bit of a surprise then when I learned that he had lastedall the way to the convention. It was only here when he revealed that hisreal purpose was to bring certain issues regarding men to the party,namely better education for men and protection for men in. He started to fuck her slowly pulling himself almost out and pushing back again until he was balls deep and gradually building up a steady rhythm. She tried everything she could to get as much of him inside of her. She met each of his strokes by pressing against his cock inside of her. Her legs were around his waist with her feet just below his bum and she used her meet to pull him more to her. The juices start to flow in her pussy she could feel his body brushing by her nipples. Both.