. with a shit-eating grin on her mug.It was nearly 9 P.M. when Kristy finally got home. She was surprised to see Derek hadn't made it home yet. He had... been rather quiet since he found her fucking Suyi. Other than the one blow out, things have been unnervingly peaceful. But maybe that was just guilt. She doubted that he was attending night class, Derek hadn't been in weeks. What she did know was that Suyi had pounded her pussy to a pulp and hoped Derek wouldn't want any sex tonight. If need be,. But I have a twist that you’ll enjoy. Instead of poker, lets play 31. It’s easier and faster. The winner of each hand will remove one article of clothing from the loser, winners choice. The loser, in turn, will then tell the winner to do something. The winner has to do whatever he says. This way, even the loser wins. Also, I have on my tee shirt, shorts and jockeys, I’ll ditch the sandals. That’s 3 pieces of clothing.” He replied “OK, I have three too” and kicked off his sandals. I poured two. Though she’d masturbated more than once during the night, in anticipation of today’s erotic pleasures. Banks’ standing cock pulsed and oozed pre-cum in total submissive awe of her majestic dominance, his sense of utter hopelessness having him yearn to know the noose she’d promised him. He watched her descend gracefully to a low chair, her broad thighs splaying as she crossed her legs and smiled serenely at him.“You’re going to your death today, Banks, and I have a little token something for you. Mistress ran her fingers around the frilly lace edge of the straps and bust of princess's outfit, and then both of her hands slid down the sides, the feel of the lace rubbing against her skin made the princess hard, straining her satin panties. Mistress kept moving her hands lower until they were brushing up against princess's thigh just under the seam of the neglige, and then touching the edge of the pink satin panties. Her fingertips followed the frills of the panties, from the side of her.