.." I don't much mind, Besides, the idea of a honeymoon is a bit redundant when we've been living together and going away together for months. I dare ...say no-one would be terribly upset if we took a few days off. If you want to marry actually on your birthday and not the Saturday after, we'll need at least one day off." Saturday would be better, wouldn't it? So our friends could come?"I agreed. "Do you want a fancy affair?" No, not really ... I want a nice dress, but I want one I can wear again. They moaned together, but the guy did something else, too. He slid the hand that had been on her calf up her leg and underneath her ass. I could just barely make out in the light his middle finger then sticking up, no doubt finding her rosebud. I knew the exact moment of contact, because my sister growled in amazement and she pushed back down, taking his finger inside of her ass. She screamed and sat up halfway, putting a hand on the back of the guy's head to make sure he didn't stop eating. Αφού έχυσε δυο φορές την πρώτη στο μουνί μου και την δεύτερη με πασάλειψε στο πρόσωπο μου ζήτησε κώλο. – Ε, όχι φίλε μου, κώλο σε τέτοια πούτσα δεν δίνω. Κώλο θα δώσω σε αυτόν που θα παντρευτώ και όχι σε σένα με αυτό το μπουρί 30 πόντους που θα μου κάνει την κλάνα σαν μπουρί σόμπας. Τον τσιμπούκωσα ακόμη μια φορά και αφού έχυσε για 3 φορά σε 2 ώρες στο στόμα μου κάλεσα ταξί και πήγα σπίτι. Εκεί με περίμενε μια φίλη μου με την οποία είχαμε κανονίσει να πάμε για καφέ. Μόλις της είπα για το γαμήσι. " Wrong, slave!" She pulled out a riding crop; Brian couldn't believe she had one. "Bend over!"He did so, hoping she wouldn't be too violent. "Pull down your pants." He complied, gritting his teeth. "Now, repeat after me. 'I am the slave.'"The crop flicked down, leaving a line of fire on his left buttock. "I am the slave," he gasped in pain."Good. Now, if you are the slave, who am I?"The crop hit his ass again, burning. "The Mistress," he managed through clenched teeth.The pain.