The body you have. The personality you have. The way you do the shit you do. You speak your mind. You're not afraid to say whatever the fuck you want.... I think it's pretty damn amazing. And I had no idea you were so young. I really didn't. Yeah. I've slept with other younger girls/women. But not as blunt and open as you. And seriously? I just met you, we're working together, and this? Christ, I could handle this every day. It was pretty amazing. There's your truth." Bridget smiled. And she. She took her own finger, long red nail and all, and slid it up her own ass. She thrust the air with her hips as she watched her son, Zach, with that fat cock starting to swell up. She knew he was getting close because the top half of his cock was starting to grow just as his father’s did. She almost came and thrust herself hard enough to open to the door all the way and now she could see her beautiful boy with that excellent cock so close to cumming. She couldn’t help but drop to her knees. He had heard such brave talk before by many pretty women like her, in their late twenties, toughened by the grim life in this country but retaining a deep and rich beauty. When his whips threatened that beauty, bravery vanished very fast. All of the women captured with Nadia had confessed, some after taking only a few lashes on their bare backs with a thick leather tawse. Others tried to resist the pain, but broke after they realized they would be permanently scarred by the bullwhips that so. She took them off and joined me in the kitchen. I made pizza and had picked up some beers. Grabbing the food and drinks, we headed to the couch again. Since sports are all about gone for now, we flipped channels. Found a movie to watch and enjoy for the next two hours. She had to ask, and I told her what happened with wife. Pinky said she sorry to hear that but also was not ashamed for the other day. She mentioned that she really enjoyed sucking my cock, more with me cumming down her throat..