? Lauren reached over and tapped the chauffeur on the shoulder. ?Sir, you can drop me off here, please?? The driver responded, surprisi...g Lauren with a high, feminine voice. ?Sorry, Miss, but I will only do what Sister Agatha tells me to do.? ?Sister Agatha?? asked Lauren, her voice straining in discomfort. The nun laughed. ?I’m afraid I can’t let you out here. You have a date with our master.? Lauren pulled her arms against her chest defensively. ?Stop. That would have made more sense.He loved it when she tied him up and ran her long pink nails up and down his suffering cock, and she was so damn sexy. And then sometimes Santiva would rub her body all over him, while he was bound and locked down and could do nothing about it?she’d do a virtual lap dance on him while he lay there.But after Santiva had gotten pregnant the first time, she’d not had the energy to constantly tease Fremont, and she didn’t want him jacking off to pornography?and. “I haven’t been home much, but no, I haven’t seen her.”“She’s been gone since that night,” he offers.Sylvie’s spirits sore. Her jealousy is dampened, though she is scared he may distraught over the cat’s absence. “Is that a problem?” she asks, sounding hopeful.The boy opens his mouth to tell her what Missy had said that night, but he quickly closes it and shakes his head. Happy to know this, Sylvie is still reluctant to push. She isn’t like Missy. Maybe that night was just a one-time thing. She. ?Head back and mouth wide open? was followed by a stream of piss directly into her mouth. She closed her mouth which simply resulted in piss all over her face. A cane slashed against her breast. ?Keep your mouth open and swallow! Crawl to the next man!?She went around the circle again. Piss everywhere, her mouth, her face, her hair and her breasts. Her entire body was soaked with piss. She found herself back at the tower with a cock in front of her face. ?Run your fingers over it until he cums.