“Pervert,” Sean said in the cartoon voice.Sean said, “I really wanted to be in the chemistry class mixing random assortments of chemicals togeth...er in the hope of finding the perfect ink remover. Instead, I’m stuck in a room full of smart ass skeletons and plastic body parts.”Knowing that arguing with the skeletons was a losing proposition, Sean made his way towards the lobster habitat. He passed a box that held some dirt which was home for a bunch of earthworms. Next to it was an aquarium with. Smith to see my obedience. When they got to the bathroom I grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them apart. Mr. Smith walked in and said "That's my good boi!" Mr. T walked over and rubbed my ass "I thought you told me your boi was smooth I am seeing lots of stubble on this little slut" then he smacked my ass. "May I speak Daddy?" I asked very softly Mr. Smith allowed me to "Yes my boi you may" "I left myself unshaved for you Daddy I was thinking how you may enjoy doing it, I am sorry if I was. Now he says hold still slut, as she does he now somehow squeezes the bulging head nside her. Linda screams fuck. He now begins to rock his way in, Linda is out of sync with him and he pops out, her ass truly gaping before he quickly gets straight back in. Linda is soon experiencing the full girth of his rod as he edges deeper, his balls now slapping against Lindas wet pussy. Linda has had me on the edge for ages now as this last man now grunts though his nose and with some very long and hard. If this was slavery, the collar would mean nothing, as there would be no choice. I would own you, until I either sold you, or released you. That collar means the choice is yours to allow me to be your dominant Master. Since you are giving yourself to me, you can remove the collar and leave anytime you want. Once you remove the collar, our contract is broken and you are once again your own person. Do you see the difference? One is forced servitude, the other is chosen submission.She nodded her.