The world will still be here, tomorrow. Everyone needs time off. A break. You have to slow down. It won’t do the world any good if you kill yourself....”“But...”Jessie interrupted her. “There are no buts. No excuses. No ifs, ands, or buts. Today is a down day. Tomorrow we leave for the Med, and you’re going to relax and take some time off. Now I don’t expect you to completely stop; but, young lady, you’re going to slow down. A lot.”“Linda, I know what’s going on here. I know why you’re doing this.. ? He could only whimper in small bursts since she had her finger well into his mouth, his tongue darting around it, saliva strings hanging from his pursed lips, running down his quivering chin.? Tears formed and ran down his cheeks.? His chest heaved in suppressed sobs while Torturess Angela continued to split the cool air with her cat, striking his naked cock straight on, then off to the side, then in the V on the left of his penis.? The tips of the whips tendrals struck four times in rapid. " Could it be the dark mage Cyler?" It's possible," Rohea said. "That still doesn't explain how he knew of the cottage's location though. Come, there is one person who can answer these questions for us," Rohea continued as he headed outside."Rohea approached Feisty and unbuckled his pack that was attached to the saddle. He stuck his hand into the pack and searched around for some time. He retrieved two small bottles, each filled with a colorless liquid. One bottle had a red string tied around. I reached up grabbing my legs and I held them apart as I watched her move back to our stove. I saw that she was removing a small saucepan from the top burner. Gina came back over and got between my up held legs.Gina said, “I love warm maple syrup on my pancakes in the morning, but seeing how I have no pancakes,” “I will just have to do with what I have,” as she started to pour the warm liquid onto my pussy.The maple syrup flowed over my pussy; it ran down over my pussy lips giving me a.