You are sweeter than any fruit however, and as I lick and lap your moans intensify and become even more desperate. Begging and pleading with me to let... you cum, you wriggle and writhe in your bonds, trying to get me to lick you in just the right spots that will send you over the edge of your abyss. You are close… so close… Suddenly I stop what I’m doing once more and you turn your head looking at me with pleading eyes, the words failing you at this time. Shedding my clothes and giving my now. Half an hour later she began cooking them a meal and, unable to meet Steve's gaze, made her excuses and left the room. She tried to read, but couldn't stop her mind racing.She heard the sound of their voices downstairs and once more felt herself burning with desire. She needed a shower.It was as she left the bathroom, towels wrapped around her, that she saw Steve again. Standing at the top of the stairs, half blocking her path."I embarrassed you didn't I?" he said."Embarrassed?" Yes, what I. It has been bothering me since you got cut." Go ahead, Myrna, you know I won't lie to you." Where did you learn to use flour as a clotting agent for open cuts and wounds? I read about it when I was in college, but never heard of anyone doing it until today." When we were in the Legion, half the time we didn't have proper medical care in the field. Since most of the rebels we fought used machetes, our medic made all of us carry a large bag of flour in our field packs. He saved a lot of lives. I have enjoyed you immensely and will continue to have you as mine”. “come. My master. This slave of yours is waiting with her throbbing cunt. Please grace me master” she replied.I positioned myself now between her thighs. Lifting her legs onto my shoulders, i placed my manhood right in front of her open entrance. She responded by thrusting herself onto mine. And like a knife entering butter, i slid in. And then for the next ten minutes, it was slow thrusts and then long shots repeatedly. I was.