Sheeka could only stare had she done something wrong? Akeesha was also glaring at Jake though as she had discovered the man was full of surprises. "I ...have decided that you have done far more for me than I can for you." Jake said as Sheeka bowed her head, she loved her master enough to endure the pain that being in her bottle would produce. Once there she would think of all that she had done wrong and correct them when he let her out again. With tears in her eyes she awaited his words of. His attentions soon had her moaning in ecstasy. He continued his attack quickly driving her into a series of climaxes that had her screaming. Now oblivious to where she was her body and mind now focused on one thing, she wanted him inside her. She begged him to fuck her but he continued to lash her pussy with his tongue, and he lapped up her juices eagerly. In between climaxes she looked around only to see a couple of the other men moving towards her, their hard cocks in their hands. When they. "I suppose I feel guilty, Dulcie. Guilty I didn't try harder at the marriage, that I wasn't there at the moment she was killed – I might have prevented it. Guilty that I'm alive and she's dead, oh..." I felt guilt, too, Dennis. It's part of being human, of caring about other people. I loved Peter so much..." she paused for a moment before continuing, "when Sara, Peter's first wife, died, he went into himself, sort of catatonic. I hated that Sara died, she was such a lovely person and she and. Its so good!" He grunted with each spurt, the sensation and the power of his orgasm almost caused him to pass out. His pants began showing wetness around the tip of his exploding cock. Miss Travatore, unsure of how to handle what was happening in front of her, reached out to help steady her student. As quickly as it began it ended. The boy slumped down into his seat again, Miss Travatore helped to guide him back into it. The wet spot on his pants had expanded. It was very obvious either he.