Frank’s hand came down again, the loud slap echoing through the room.“Oh, yes. I was soooo bad,” I moaned. “Punish me.”“Shit,” groaned t...he manager, his hips thrusting forward, fucking his cock down Natasha’s throat.“So bad,” Janet said, and then her hand slapped down on my ass. Not as hard as Frank’s, but I savored it, too.“Yes,” Frank groaned. “Spank her again.”Janet giggled, and her hand cracked down on my other butt-cheek. “Ooh, I made your butt look so pretty. I marked you. Ooh, it sent a. She took it out as I pulled down my pants a little so she could get more out. I was moving through the paper pretty well while she was jacking me off. Then all I felt was a warmth around my dick head. She began to put her mouth on it and bobbed up and down. My eyes rolled in the back of my head for a couple of seconds. She would take half of me in her mouth then come up and lick me like a lollipop. A couple more minutes went past and I finished the paper. “Im done.” She looked up at me and said. But it was always a delicate and erotic torture. There was almost always some kind of bondage and sometimes she was even blindfolded. Her aunt would apply the pain but would stimulate her at the same time. She always had at least one earth shattering orgasm during each session and actually started looking forward to her sessions.Jane also started to introduce a little bit of humiliation. At first, it was mild. One day, she was sent down to the road naked to fetch the mail. That had been. _ You're crazy!_ I think she's right, _said Linda Barbie to the horror of John._ Do you?!_ It's for your own good! _ She said giving a kiss on the cheek from herboyfriend._ We have an appointment this afternoon, _said Mary Barbie._ What compromise?_Well ... this is surprising. We wait here at the end of class._But ..._ I also need you to sign this contract._ Contract?_ Yes, a regular contract, you sign the same before all the pieces ...unless you've given up, are you scared?_ Of course not! I.