From behind the women admired his small, rock hard bum. Dave’s dark eyes sparkled as he lowered himself to the floor, kneeling in front of her and p...ushed his massive cock against her wet slit. “Oh darlin’,” he gasped as he entered her, “you are so fuckin’ tight.”Sandra was sandwiched between two horny hung males, as they both fucked her with perfect timing. When Rob pulled out of her arse, Dave slammed into her cunt and they reversed the method until they were a single pumping mass. The women. I've even heard Becky's Mistress describe the wardrobe full of panties, slips, bras, nylons, corsets and baby dolls. They come in just about every fabric and color conceivable from white cotton to black lace. From what I've seen though Becky's Mistress prefers her in very frilly and fancy sets. They are usually silk or satin and fit Becky like a glove.Again in the beginning, Becky hardly had anything to fill the cups of her bra. Of course now with the help of the implants and the hormones she. “We need to send an expert with you to verify the components,” Frank said.“You’re too late, the mission has already started; we are in the field crossing into Mexico,” I replied.I had the same concerns about identifying the parts but there was a solution.What I knew that Frank did not know was Robert had found detailed color photographs of every component of the W87 warhead, even down to the mil spec part numbers stamped on them on the dark web. I had them all loaded on my phone. I also had two. Slowly my breathing was getting faster, the tension rising in my groin. Then just as I felt myself losing control, the massage stopped and my nipples were clamped. The pain was excruciating, “Hold still,” Jane barked as she slapped my buttocks with what felt like a leather belt. “Now plead for ten lashes, your reward will be the removal of the clamps.” I quickly responded, “Please give me ten lashes.” Sure enough, ten lashes of the leather strap were applied. Strangely as the heat of my.