She hated him so much, hated him for what he did to her, and what he was doing to her now. This was just another one of his games, another way to torment blowjob her. He was drawing out those memories and emotions so that she could suffer. Then, those memories were swept aside, her attention focused on Dominion’s wandering touch. His hands were moving north again, finding her firm breasts. At first, he simply skated across them with his fingertips, teasing and tickling the sensitive nerves. To Mary, that light touch was enough to remove all other thoughts and replace them with a cruel reminder of her situation. That’s right, she was his sex toy, that’s what she had been reduced to. The fact that he could touch her like this without any consequences, babe without any consent, it was like branding her all over again. Her breasts, these strange quasi-genitalia that dominated human sexuality, it was like they had become her identity, for her existence now was nothing more than sex. She was no longer a wife or mother. Her beliefs were meaningless. Money, desire, feelings, they had all been taken away. She wasn’t even being used as breeding stock like the women at the prison, she lived simply to be Dominion’s plaything. She wanted blonde to die, but he wouldn’t let her. He cursed her with existence because he needed a masturbatory aid. Then, his touching became a little rougher, his light caresses replaced with a thorough massage. He gripped shower her breasts, rubbing deep into the tissue, moving in circles as if trying to wiggle them free of her chest. Her body convulsed from the sensation, the sensation she hated more than anything: pleasure. No matter how cruel Dominion was, how much he tortured her, he never failed to bring her to climax. She’d resist him with all of her might, but her body would always betray her, always give in to his strength. To orgasm from his abuse, to be delivered to ecstasy by the man who had ruined her life, it was agony. Her mind flushed with pain while her body flushed with euphoria, a contradicting double helix that she felt shake her to her very core. Each climax threatened to erase a little more of her sense of self, her lewd nectar washing away her identity like crashing waves wearing down stone. His skill was impeccable, the way he massaged Big Boobs her mammary glands, the way he teased her nipples, the way he rubbed deep into the tissue, it was like nothing she had ever felt before, not with her husband, and especially not since being enslaved. From the day Dominion had taken her, the absolute fact of life was that no pleasure came without pain. Jody clearly had inherited my wife’s highly sexual nature. His hands moved up and grabbed my boobs. "No...I'm fine. The only way to stop this would be to pull the charm up over her waist chain and have it displayed prominently in front of her skirt at crotch level, drawing attention to her cunt. “Go figure,” I mutter. “What! On top of him close. The women studied him with predatorily smiles on their lips. This gets a shocked look from her. When I told Ryan he did what he usually does and laughed and asked me if I’d enjoyed flashing the men. She then led him to the kitchen, where Big Boobs he noticed a blonde rope, and a blindfold. They all have cloaking on them, so no one will see them leave. We can try it naturally," he replied me. He took a few of the remaining pieces of food and put them in a paper bag, passing them to Isabelle. She was brushing her long brown hair quietly at her vanity, getting ready to go to sleep for the blowjob night. I began thrusting into her, my balls slapping her soft ass. Esther continued playing shower follow the leader, and got on all fours right next to her. His hands gripped my ass, babe squeezing and kneading my flesh. “That’s where the baby seeds are?” Mature tongue driving deep inside the teen’s pussy. He smiled back.