The scissors also made quick work of the brassiere, cutting it to ribbons on the floor, and leaving her breasts exposed - rising and falling visibly w...th each angry breath she took.Simone's skirt was next and her stockings, while left on, were shredded and destroyed. She wanted to cry out with the pain as the slave didn't use the scissors on her panties, but instead simply pulled them up from the back, dragging them up into the cleft of her cunt before they finally tore away."Now," came Lady. "Well, if that's what it takes to get our sex life going again, then so be it. I'll just have to see what I can do about it."The next Wednesday, I got a call from Phil Michaels."Hi, Linda, this is Phil Michaels, from the party last weekend. I wanted to tell you that I would like to be with you again and this time, I promise to take lots more time and make it more enjoyable for you. I hope you aren't angry or anything. I just wanted you so bad." How did you get my number, it's unlisted." Your. . When she was finally satisfied the stain had faded enough to buy her some more time back at the dorm, she made her way back to the great room. It wasn't until she stepped into the huge expanse that she noticed just how quiet it was. Where was everybody?The room was deserted and dimly lit. "Hello?" she called out tentatively. There was no answer. Where had Mandy and Erica gone? They said they'd wait for her! Taking small, cautious steps, she felt her way through the great room. As she neared. I arched my back and cried out loudly. He groaned and pulled some of it out before pushing it all back in. His nutts rested against my ass. I was full of his chocolate manhood and boy, did it feel good. I glanced seductively into the lense of the camera and begged Justin to fuck me.And that’s exactly what he did. While holding my hips tightly, he worked himself in and out of me like a pro. He started really slow and worked himself up to a moderate pace. I massaged my hard pierced clit.