.. get your damn picture and fill my pussy!"Desperately, she ground her inflamed buttocks down into the cool grass, forgetting her anger and betrayal.... She needed only one thing now -- a cock! Natalie's passion was beyond caring now who fucked her. All she cared about was finding a man with a hardened cock to soothe her blazing pussy. That was the only thing in the world that mattered anymore, and she knew she would go insane if she had to wait much longer.Even as her mind fought the deceit of. Then a short yelp as the crop came down on my back lightly."Oh, I may? How generous," he sneered. He moved to directly in front of me. "I asked you if you wanted to show me anything, and you state that you will graciously allow me to look at your stuff, like you are giving permission to a servant." He started for the door. "I'll be back in the morning - then we'll see if your noble attitude has changed."Oh, God! No! Don't leave me chained here all night! "No! No!" I screamed. "Master. Being what I am, it took me months to figure that something fishy was going on. I still did not make the connection with the sleepovers though. One day, near the end of the school year, I cornered one of the guys and started asking what was going on. He avoided answering me until I grabbed his throat and started squeezing. Then he agreed to tell me only one thing:"Next time you have guys for a sleepover, don't drink the hot chocolate your mother gives you, but pretend to be tired, go to bed and. Es war schön gewesen, alle hatten sich gefreut, bis zu dem Tag als das Wetter furchtbar schlecht wurde. Dann hatte es auch noch ein Feuer gegeben; alle rannten furchtbar durcheinander, alles wackelte und Bess hatte schreckliche Angst gehabt. Sie konnte sich nicht mehr genau erinnern, was damals noch alles passiert war, sie wusste nur noch, dass sie irgendwann in einem kleinen Boot aufwachte. Dort waren noch der alte Mann vom Schiff, den sie so gerne mochte, und Nando, ein schwarzer Junge im.