Ilsa, wiping the champagne from her eyes, blinked as he threatened her with the weapon. "Please put your hands up, Mrs Lazlo," he said. "Or should it ...be Miss Lund or perhaps, even, Irena Lanz?"Ilsa glowered at him."Out of bed, please," he ordered. Ilsa got up from the bed, completely naked, her hands raised. Clegg walked behind her, picked up the cigarette case and thumbed it open. Inside the two halves of a false cigarette, identical to the one in Tereza's case, betrayed Ilsa's intentions. "I. You have an awful lot to learn, but you will find Jamie very anxious to help bring you along. Now put your hands behind your head and turn around slowly. He snickered to himself when he realized that would be the last command she would obey tonight with her clothes on.” Once she had turned completely around and was again facing Mathew, he told her to remove her top. “Before I have you remove your bra, tell me about your tits. Tell me what I am about to see.” The humiliation burned her mind, but. There were some things he would never bring here, such as the weapons he had fought a few seasons back, but other things would make life more convenient.But still they fought him at every turn on his ideas. Why were they so resistant he wondered?Though this time he would need to talk to them about this before it became public knowledge to soothe some ruffled feathers and make sure he had their support in protecting Amber if she indeed was a Battlemage. That and she needed a teacher now, and. Finally able to move, I get behind Janet and work my thumbs under the waistband of her thong, pulling it over her hips and off. I am mesmerized as she continues to lick and suck my daughter’s pussy while I stare at the juices that were visible to me from behind. I say, “Janet, I am going to make you feel as good as you are making Steph feel.” I move in behind, and put my hands on her ass cheeks, spreading those cute little pussy lips apart so I could work my tongue inside. “You taste so fucking.