I was just milking my prostate for the second time when she busted me. 'You dirty little slut!' She exclaimed, pulling my hand away from my cunt, 'How... dare you disobey Mistress. How dare you.' I kept my head down, not daring to look at her. She walked over to her toy chest and pulled out a riding crop. 'Look at me,' She demanded. I slowly looked up, my face burning. She stood towering over me, the riding crop coming down hard on the palm of her hand, causing her muscles to flex under the white. She replied to go ahead. So I did release my sperms inside her pussy. On July 1, I rent Super 6 Motel and we have sex 4 times until midnight. I brought my portable DVD Player and watched porn movies while we are having sex. I bought this 8.5" long and 2.5" wide Dildo toy and used it on her. At first, it was hard to get that dildo toy inside her pussy but I applied a lot cream to it and slowly push it inside her. I used this dildo toy played on her pussy like 40 minutes and she has many. My assessment is that Fru Mak-you-an..." Thomassen's rather mangled version of 'McEwan' allows Grantby a smile to compensate for ground given in the confrontation. "She is suffering from some form of psychological trauma from her experiences over the past months. I have arranged for a psychiatrist to see her and she will be examined by one of our physicians, to look for injuries and so on. I will send you a copy of their reports in translation. She, for example, is very reluctant to say much. A face -- his mate? It was someone he missed terribly.Wife, he calls her. It was his wife. This must be what the landwalkers call their mates. Man, I also caught, he calls himself a man. And he misses his wife.Now I understood, and pitied this creature -- this man -- whose loss was so like my own. And I understood why I felt the deep connection I did. Perhaps the gods had brought us together for a reason... ... I must have sat like that for several minutes, oblivious, when I realized that.