Flushed and panting, her body heaved as her supple tattoo chest arched out begging for another lash. He hit her left tit hard looking directly into her eyes. She stared back at him through hooded lids, her defiance slowly being whipped from her soft tits. He whipped her pussy next, eliciting a high pitched moan from her. She couldn't move on the X, which made her want to plead with him, which she couldn't do either. “I know my little slave loves when her Master plays with her,” he said, putting his face between her breasts, cupping them both. He kissed her chest, rubbing against her silky skin. His hand wandered Fingering down to her pussy, feeling that it was soaking wet. He could smell her arousal too, which both pleased him and drove him insane. He needed to focus; he was getting her into this, training her to associate pain with pleasure. A hard lash on her left nipple got him a muffled scream, he quickly rubbed his thumb over it soothing the pain. He wanted to kiss her real but wasn't sure if he should risk allowing her to talk. She moved her hips back and forth looking directly at him, whimpering sexily through her gag. She was trying to tell him something. “Almost done,” he whispered in her ear before lashing her pussy for the second time, getting another high pitched moan. He rubbed her clit, feeling her slick honey coat his fingers. “You oral are taking your punishment so well baby,” he cooed, rubbing his hand over his initials on her hip. Kissing her neck and jaw, he took girlfriend out her ball gag. When the both cheeks are fully wet by licking, I add: "I would love to slap them now" which causes further moaning girlfriend of pleasure by Katin. Mitch looked oral at the young man he had so utterly changed, trembling before him and smirked. Once it is away from everyone, the robot opens the box. We formed up a search party to go hunt down whatever was killing people. You even want to get caught, maybe we should do it in your parents room on that nice big bed!” heh heh. He stood the for a second leaning over onto my back breathing heavily. She threw the paper in the toilet, took the wet towel to throw in the laundry room and put her panties Fingering back on. No sex, and hardly any kissing. Do you know Micah?" I’ve mastered this shot real and used it in many buzzer beaters. Why is it always that woman saying those words? My manhood stayed hard for a long time as her inner muscles continued to pulse and constrict around it. Little streams of his white essence fleed her wet flesh in a narrow continuous stream, flowing onto the pools edge. Slut. She said meekly. tattoo “Well, you don't know for sure, do you?”