She lifts herself up, hoping.His hand caresses her bottom, but his fingertips do not venture between her thighs. It is not the moment for that, and sh...e knows it. It is only afterwards, after her punishment, that his fingers will venture between her legs and give her the relief she so desperately craves. He is irritated with this small rebellion on her part. She does this every week, even though she knows that the pain must come before the pleasure.His hand stops, resting on the middle of her. She didn't bring any food. With her she had the same black toilet bag of the previous evening. She belted Jon back up, his resistance causing her little concern. Then she went through the same process as the day before."You want to get me hooked on heroin." Stated Jon as he watched her prepare."Yes. Briony was when I met her." Why did you put it in my toe?" The hot needle burns, discolours the skin, causes a scar. It's very obvious. The problem is, you're a model, so you can't have any scars.". We also do a job called molly which means you have to clean up the main cafeteria. Molly is a good job because unlike when you are on the radars you only work during the day. On my shift for radar watch I sleep 5 hours then work 7, and then I sleep for 7 hours then back on watch for 5. This is very hard on the body and mind. If you do a man overboard exercise we go to what is know as rescue stations and we all play a part. It is a ships evolution that I love. If I am at the radar at the time of. Finally she pushed back hard and leaned back on me, forcing my cock as deep as it could go in her. Her large nipples stood erect on her sweet breasts. I could see her pussy was red, hot and dripping. She moaned so loudly I was sure anyone else in the house could hear.She didn't care, she leaned forward to where I was still deep but could feel her clit on my abs. I curled my hips to meet her.and she moved like an a****l. She rode me as fast as she had.Soon I could see the sweat offer her.