The way it was rubbing up against her clit made the woman let out a groaning gasp. He was fucking her with his toe, rubbing the jagged nail up against...her clit.When she moved, David reached down and slapped her cruelly, his fingers leaving long red marks on her cheek. The blow rattled her teeth. But somehow Betty managed to stay upright, straightening herself, watching her tormentor with fixed eyes. He was moving back now, bracing his legs against the front edge of the tub. Most of the coach's. "Okay, Andrew. Each of these three cards will come together to compose astory about your life in the present moment." She pointed to the card atmy left. "The first card here represents you, the second card representsyour situation, and the third card represents your challenge. Wheneveryou're ready, you can turn over the first card and we can begin."Her descriptions of the positions seemed somewhat reasonable, almostlogical in a way. What sort of story was I about to hear about myself?. .''''my pleasure''i lick my lips watching him ''you ....yo uhave a pause soon?''''yes, i can now''''ok my car now''and this is how i learn how easy it can bei smile getting in the car he drove away my hands getting him out''you cock sucker are hungry for a bbc''''yes so much''i endup in a homedepot parking no far ass up tied up the str8 guy going to cut my owner device and fuck me my boss txtig me angry and firing me because i got myself a str8 daddy wanting to **** me i was taking it right. Susan didn't even think her mom checked her panties out and now that she thought about it, she was sure there were several times when the crotch of her panties probably had lots of boy's cum and dried semen to show what she'd been doing the night before."Mom, Dad," Susan said as she tried to make sure she'd heard and understood what her parents had just said to her. "You're saying that you're OK with me bringing boys over and having them spend the night with me? Right? As long as we use condoms.