She tore off her lingeriewith impatient fingers as he climbed onto the bed his dick aching forher wet pussy.She climbed onto the bed sliding her hands... over his shaft as she beganto stroke it, all the while talking dirty to him to get him excited."You like that don’t you baby? You want to feel yourself slide deep intomy hot pussy while you fuck me like the dirty whore i am. You want tofeel your balls slap against my ass as my tits bounce from the force ofyour thrusts. You want to feel your hands. "Define 'bad'. What do you consider being hurt bad. Clothespins on your breasts? On your nipples? A paddle? Candle wax? Just how bad is 'bad'?" "I want to be whipped! Tortured! I want you to stick needles in my breast! Can you handle that? Can you handle me? Tell me?!" "All right. There is one thing you need to know before we start. When we 'play', you will have two save words. Don't interrupt. The first one is 'yellow'. It is a warning. It means that you are close to your limit, that you are. Sandy's apartment was on the second floor, so they headed towards the stairwell. The stairwell was just around a turn in the hallway. As they neared this turn, Eve could hear footsteps descending. It was most likely Mindy. Mistress seemed to think the same thing, and decided to wait just behind the turn that led to the stairs as the sound of steps reached the first floor and made its way through the hallway. Just a few moments later, the owner of those steps came around the corner – and jumped. ”I may be lazy, but I’m not stupid, which is more than I can say for present company.“You know, you are an incredibly mean cat.”You have to be in this doggie-eat-dog world.Penelope shakes her head. “What would you know about elves anyway?”A lot actually. In fact I have a leg up on you.“Yes, you have four of them,” the witch answers smartly.Ha, ha, ha. I’m serious. Of the two of us, I’m the only one that can read Elvish.“No you can’t.”I most certainly can. Like if you would have known how you.