He then knelt down in front of her. "You're supposed to swallow all of my cum when I stick it inside you! Not let some dribble down your chin." He said pulling on her nipple clamps. Rachel mujra screamed in pain. It felt like they were about to be torn off. "You got that?" She frantically nodded her agreement. "Good slut!" He said releasing his grip before slapping her breast to accentuate the point, causing Rachel to howl in pain again. She felt so worthless, so used. She was under his complete control; he was treating her like a play thing. Toby was loving his new toy. He checked on the vegetables and then checked the timer; 5 minutes left. So he sat down at the table rummaged in his briefcase and pulled out the notes for tomorrow, running through them one last time checking they were all in his head. He left Rachel exactly where she was; humiliated as a mixture of sperm and saliva dribbled down her chin; her knees ached from supporting her entire body weight for so long; her ankles and wrists stung as the rope dug in, her shoulders cramped as they were tied behind her; and her nipples throbbed as the hot weights had jiggled and pulled them savagely throughout. When would this suffering end? It was 1:18pm when Jordan crept back into his chair. Fortunately, papa gram was over getting a report printed, so the eternal hellscape of withering looks was conspicuously absent as he returned a few mins late to his chair. Jordan allowed himself a crooked, self-satisfied smile to move briefly over his face as he sat down, his chair singing its praises of his bulk by screaming like an axe murderer victim. pak Popping in one of his earbuds to give the impression of diligence, Jordan paused for a moment, staring at the email he was planning to send to Kayla. Was he really going to do this? Was he actually going to reveal (or rather, imply) that he knew Kayla had been pleasuring herself in a work bathroom cubicle? He smiled. Kayla was a beautiful young lady who had clearly reaped the benefits sexy of her appearance thus far in life, and he was curious to see how she would react when confronted with a social situation where the other piece didn’t play the part that society had taught her that he would. He liked Kayla, she had his back. But he indian also really enjoyed the thrill - and the risk - from seeing what she would do when put in a position where she couldn’t dominate the other person by virtue of her charms and ease with words and perceptiveness. He clicked send. A few minutes later, a red faced, slightly out of breath Kayla slunk back to her desk. He could see a blush in her face, and a slight look of frustration in the way that she chewed her lip as she sat down. He also noticed that she had re-applied her lipstick and eye shadow. Interesting. She was worried people would notice. He noticed a small kayla-shaped face peer over her monitor for a moment and made sure to look like just another office worker, typing important things. Then, he heard a soft, surprised pakistan gasp as she (presumably) read his email, followed by a clickety clack of office chair wheels like a small figure had just sunk back on her chair. if that wasn't enough, the muttered "fuck" told him she had read it, and that he was right. He almost couldn't hold his impartial workface up as he struggled for his life not to snicker. Would she tell the truth, or would she lie to him? She'd definitely lie, right? I go back to reading my ‘read-only’ emails. I shrieked pakistan in pain and surprise, feeling several inches of the massive cock shaft splay me open wide. She confesses to me that she’s been watching naughty videos and that she wants to try it. She hot bit down on his lip when the first burst of orgasm blasted her cervix. I leaned over putting my hands mujra on his knees and tried to watch his penis going in and out of my vagina. Another place that we saw was a club that advertised erotic dancing. Charles laughed and took hold sexy of Loretta's head, her welcoming lips engulfing the tip of his cock, she licked and sucked his cock as her hands reached around to grasp his balls. Shocking you with my exhibitionist boldness won’t be a indian problem for me, but you may have to bail me out of jail, hehehe. I awoke to that lovely feeling of someone eating my pussy and the sun shining in through the open patio doors. Jade spun out of the lock, her blade grinding on pak mine until the tips sang their departure. I leaped. ______________________________________________________________________ "Oh, yeah," Grace gasped breathlessly.