He pulled me roughly and positioned me over his knee. My juiced were flowing down his leg, I could feel his fat cock push against my stomach. I felt l...ike grinding my pussy to his leg, but suddenly he lifted his hand and slapped my firm butt harshly. I screamed, arching my back. So you like fucking your Teddy and calling some strangers Daddy, is that it, bitch? Oooooh! I moaned becoming instantly wet. He hit me again. Answer me, bitch! Yes, Daddy….mmm I love fucking my Teddy! Another slap. Youre. He went off with another woman, someone he worked with. So it was just me and my teenage son at home. It took me quite a while to cotton on what my son was up to. It was when I noticed a pattern developing. You see, several times a week I would have a wash in our kitchen, which is downstairs. We are short of money so I only heat certain rooms in the winter, and we heat our water using an immersion heater, so I ration baths, usually only two per week for each of us. My son knows not to come into. She is to be addressed as Madame Franstein. From Hamsburg, that is what I was told. " answered the boy. As with men of learning, his master could be most generous in one moment and quite impossible the next. Hans waited for an indeterminate amount of time while Mesmer twirled his fingers absently in front of him. " Go down, lad. Tell them I would be remiss in my hospitality if I did not see the lady after she had made so long a trip to see me. At once, boy! " he ordered, laughing at the. Now he opened wide and took a large amount of her flesh into his mouth, sucking as hard as he could.“Ahh, Dave, you are going to leave a mark, a big one. Oh, God, that feels...” He increased his pressure a bit on the sodden silk down below, distracting her as he kept up the hard suction. He loved to mark her. His last one was almost faded away. He want her to see it every time she looked in the mirror. She had admitted she loved seeing them. They reminded her of how they happened and who left.