She blushed as she saw the guard stare lustfully at her perfect, high, round breasts. The small room was chilly, and the cold temperature, as well as ...the guard's ogling gaze, made Susan's nipples stiffen within the center of her puffy areolas. "You have beautiful breasts," the guard declared. Another woman might have been outraged by such a comment, but Susan had been conditioned to accept such observations as compliments. "Thank you," she replied. "Do you mind if I touch them?" the guard. I resumed my position as her dinner time pussy toy and continued where I left off. As I licked and kissed her soft folds I could hear her joking with her friend as she ate. Her conversation left me stunned. “Yes, right now he is under the table licking my pussy like a good little boy.” I was a bit embarrassed but getting hornier by the minute. The conversation moved in different direction with a lot of giggling and every so often a moan would escape her lips. I heard her mentioning a wine she. Afraid to trust anyone else to be able to give what you need...and then...let you also be as you need...without it at times...but with it much much more than you ever can be without it...my sadistic domination of your life...as you ask for and need to be punished...for bolting from me...for any reason whatsoever, if I choose or not...it doesn't matter...you live for my attention, no matter how I dispense it...gently and lovingly...or like this"... "You do know you're to be punished, Megan" "Yes. “These French oak barriques marked CH are chardonnay and further down you’ll see more marked RCH.” “Reserve chardonnay,” Nash offered. “Oooh, very good, and on our right are our reds. Right beside you is…” Mimi tripped on a thick hose and lost her footing. She twisted and fell with a thump on to the concrete floor. Nash attempted to catch her but was only partly successful in reducing the impact of her fall. He pulled Mimi to her feet, and she leaned against him, catching her breath. She felt.