The final strike was delivered with enough force to make me cry out in pain,my arms buckling again, sending me crashing to the floor. He actually laug...hedat me as i lay there, groaning in pain."Well, slave, aren't you going to thank your Master for teaching you a lesson?" Heasked.i glared at him, and managed to get back to my knees."You're not my Master." i said, the words coming out like a hissedwhisper than a steady voice.i heard him sigh, and winced as he approached. The cane was still in his. Carly was beside herself as she cried over where Freddie was buried. Deep in her heart she knew that she loved him. Not in the way that Sam or Jade had by any means, but she loved him like a best friend who was always there for her. Sam sat at the grave, not moving or crying. If it wasn't for shallow breaths every so often, she could have been mistaken for dead. Carly wanted to hate Sam for what she did, but she knew that no amount of hate or anger could match what Sam was doing to herself.. “I promise I won’t tell mom or dad that you let me.” She said, urging him to say yes.There was a long pause. That was it, he couldn’t take it any longer. “…okay. Amy’s still asleep, right?” he asked.Her face lit up with excitement as she scrambled to take off her bra. “Yeah, of course!” she said, almost too quickly as she threw her bra next to his jeans, letting her perfect B cups out, and sliding off her panties and throwing them on top of the pile. Vincent stared hungrily at her stunning. I pulled down her panty and had a good look at her vulva. I could see her slit now. It perfectly covered her inner labia. Compared to her white thighs the blackness stood out and I just wanted to stare at it longer. I lay her on the sofa and brought my face close to her cunt. I slowly parted her nether lips and I found her shining black iner lips. I kissed it and gently spread those labia to search for her clit. and there it was this tiny pink stub. i licke it first and then sucked on it. She.