Tell me…does she like pain?” “She will do as she is told…without question. What she likes or doesn’t like matters not. She is here for your ...leasure. You are free to fuck her, torture her breasts, or pussy or ass.” The hands resumed their exploration of her immense chest. Suddenly she felt a mouth and tongue tugging on the piercings on her nipples, and she bit her lip to keep from crying out. She felt fingers shove into her pussy and ass in addition to the vibrators. She could not help herself.. Anche ieri sera, quando mi ha urlato: "SEI VERAMENTE INUTILE! CODARDO! SENZA PALLE! Vuoi veramente stare con me? Bene, DIMOSTRAMI che sei un uomo! Ci vediamo domattina, alla Porta d'Argento!"La Porta d'Argento, un locale notturno gotico, in cui non sono mai stato. Lei lo frequentava spesso, lei e tutti i suoi amici dark che si interessavano di quella roba strana, gotica appunto. Non ci sono mai andato, ma non perché mi facesse paura, semplicemente lo trovavo stupido. Ma ora sono qui, davanti. Those of wide girth, the narrow curved one eyed snake, bulbous mushroom heads resting comfortably on long slender shafts, steel swords sheathed in uncircumcised foreskin, massive rods cantilevered off tight ballsacs, black as tar. I truly love them all. I was about to see every shape and color imaginable... soon.We took a long and miserable flight from Tampa, Florida into the cute and clean Portland, Oregon airport. On wobbly legs I made my way from baggage claim to the rental car bus. Then we. “That was fricking amazing, just imagine after a month together. Let’s give them another big round of applause why don’t we?”They stood from where they were sitting, but it was impressive.“Not purposely, but except for Eponine, we now have all the leads from LES MISÉRABLES here. I have put a few of those songs in our songbook, who could sing Eponine?”Of course, Isabel raised her hand.“Rose could do Little Cossette, couldn’t she? We don’t have either Enjolras here either,” she pointed out.James.