Although she had told him not to move he couldn’t help it – all he could smell, all he could taste was her and he wanted more. He fumbled at the ...catch of her bra until it her sexy boobs burst free. She helped him remove it then straightened up and again started touching her nipples. They were large and pink and he was sure they belonged in his mouth. ‘Do you like what you see?’ she asked. ‘Take a good look, it’ll be the last thing you see for a while.’ She then proceeded to blindfold him. The man who beat him up ran away before police arrived. "The guy was laughing while he was beating on me," Johansson said. "He said he felt like a kid again. He had a scary look in his eyes."Byrne woke up under a tree in the park, with his face in a pile of leaves. He was awake in a second, feeling the energy surging through him. He looked at his watch – it was seven in the morning, which meant he'd been asleep for two hours. He hated that he'd wasted the time, but the sleep had refreshed him –. She brushed her hair slowly, watching as her breasts heaved with her breathing. She applied a slight bit of eye-shadow and liner, and a coat of hot pink lipstick to top it off. She admired herself in the bathroom mirror. "Yes", she thought happily, "that should do the trick to his dick!" She giggled at herself and padded into the bedroom. From the suitcase she had packed she pulled a pair of lacey, pink thong-style underwear. Pulling them up over her waist she adjusted the back string until it. Then came her favorite part. He’d point between Sansa’s legs, and it would be her job to clean there, as well. She’d use her long tongue to reach deep within her Lady’s crevices, trying to capture each and every drop of mess. Her Master’s seed would slide down her tongue, down her throat, and she’d swallow it happily, knowing that she was doing her job, and doing it well.But, best of all, her efforts would serve to excite Sansa. Her Lady would moan and pant, her eyes would flutter. The young.