”“Well, you’re out with me.” She smiled again. We went and stood in back of the curtain, watching them from behind. I couldn’t take my eyes ...off of the singer. ***“Shit, Teresa it’s one. I was supposed to be in the house a half hour ago.” I was on the verge of panicking. I was never late for curfew; then again, I had never had the chance to be able to be late for curfew.“It’s okay.” Teresa was swaying back and forth to the last song. The song ended and I started tapping my hand against my thigh,. Drawing back, she snapped it against the inside of his thigh, just under his throbbing cock.He let out a scream, wanting to explode, but he knew he couldn't. She had trained him well. He would not give in to his pleasure until she allowed it. The whip snapped again. This time on the inside of the other thigh. He flinched, but did not cry out again."Ahhhhh...being stubborn, my love?" she queried.With that, the whip cracked like a shot over the very tip of his cock. He screamed in agony as the. A few days after their transgressive encounter, Marcel invited Kris over ‘for supper’ the next time Lucy was away on a course. He couldn't stop thinking about and masturbating over, the memory of what had occurred between them. It hadn't seemed to have affected their friendship much. They just both knew what they were capable of. Kris accepted, saying he had a surprise for him. Marcel thought he knew what this meant, so he prepared himself carefully, even using the nozzle of the shower to make. ” She continued her work. Next time she crossing my door she asked me “Can I make a call from your mobile?” Because I was always playing with my mobile there. I said “Why not? but I don’t have any balance, I will recharge for you.” She said “Thanks” I again asked “I will recharge for you but what will you give for me?” She said “What do you want?” I said “I hadn’t have food, so please give me some food.” She said “I don’t have any money with me, then how can me?” I said “You are having a big.