She never thought the smell of burnt paper could ever smell so good. She thought it smelled better than honeysuckle in June, and thought that she woul... probably get to smell that at Magnolia House.Tom explained about the unfortunate accident that befell poor Mr. Belamy and his associates, and then he had the duty to tell her about Mr. Richmond and his mad suicide craze. Janet listened and wondered how many more miracles this man could produce in one day. She wondered if he was really just a. "Oh, but I gave you the option downstairs. No Jesse, you love this. You are very wet aren't you slave? Maybe we should put that to use?" This wasn't a question; I could tell from the tone of his voice. I merely knelt there in silence. He went to the shelved and began surveying some dildos. I shifted nervously but was too afraid to move. He came back with a medium sized dildo and some ropes. He pointed at a wooden donkey in the far left of the room. I walked to the donkey. He bent me. ’Rick sank to his knees in front of Chris and looked up at him. Chris smiled back down at him and opened his legs a little to give Rick a flash of his bulge. Rick's eyes flicked to Chris's crotch where he saw the arched back of the dragon tattoo disappearing down into the panties. Rick couldn't stop his tongue poking through his lips at the sight.‘Do you want to touch it? The tattoo I mean,’ whispered Chris. Rick s eyes flicked up and he nodded. ‘Go ahead, Rikkie. See what it feels like.’ Rick. After a couple of minutes, Brandi reached back to take over digital manipulation as she hooked a couple of fingers into Dayna’s box while using her own thumb to rub the clit. And once I heard the particular note of pleasure in Dayna’s sighs that told me she was ready, I pulled out and reached down to roll her over onto her belly.“C’mere and let me finish you both,” I said while dragging Dayna by the waist until she was in a frog position face-down with her feet off the edge of the mattress and.