Thankfully, Nancy interrupted as she stuck her head back into the dining room, asking if anyone would like anything for dessert.Everyone shook their h...ads and mumbled responses about how full they were except for Madison. Instead, she placed her hand directly on Chris’s crotch and replied, "I know what I want for dessert."Madison slid off the couch onto her knees on the carpet. She grinned up at Chris as she undid the buckle of his belt. Chris froze, not having a clue how to react."That girl. I scoffed at this behaviour. Now it made me enraged with anger and the need to inflict pain and humiliation.I decided even these people would get a dose of my medicine too.The documents provided were so detailed around some of these people. I didn’t know where to start, then I thought I wouldn’t start at the list. I would set up my operation first.As for Howard, he thought he was the one in control, but that was over now. I would be the one pulling his strings, even if he didn’t know it. * The. “Yes!” She murmurs softly as my tongue glides over the wet skin. I hear her sigh as my hands continue to squeeze and push her breasts together, my tongue now flicking over her nipples, alternating back and forth between the two hardening wonders, over and over, licking and loving them with my tongue. The treatment I am giving to her perfect huge breasts is slowly driving her wild. Smiling up at her I see her deep brown eyes watching me intently as I lean down still looking deeply into her. It was known, for example, that when r****g a boy, the Queen could not orgasm unless she was hurting him. Dimillah had known many women like that. There were ways to make **** quite painful for him, and the Queen had perfected those over the decades.Dimillah grinned. How she would like to be a fly on the wall watching the old lady playing with him. The other ladies eyed him slouching between them. Likewise grinning. They were probably thinking the same thing."Are you ready?" Dimillah asked him.