Now she understood Jason's sensation of racing the clock. If Nyssa was not stopped soon, she may be able to affect so many people at once that no matt...er how hard they tried, the number they rescued would barely put a dent in Nyssa's plans.There was only one detail of the dream that had escaped her. That odd trailing glitter behind the girl. It was the same symbolism she saw in all her dreams about Nyssa, and it always came from the one that was enslaved. Whatever it was, it was likely not tied. ??Tell me you love it, and I'll stop.?She hesitated and he pressed the cold glass harder against her clenched sex.?Ok I love it.??Love what???I... I love having...? Kylie wasn't sure exactly what he wanted to hear. If she got it wrong things could get worse.?Say you love your daddy playing with your tight little pussy.??I love my daddy playing with my tight little pussy.?Jack stopped trying to force the open mouth of the bottle into his daughter. Now he ran it up and down the length of her. .. when we managed to pick up two strangers on a crooked evening. Adam never found out what happened, and I have been faithful to him since then, but the truth is that to this day I haven't been able to forget Mike's huge dick. What he said was true, since then sex with my husband wasn't the same as before. The situation was that; it got better.Even if Adam didn't know the truth about that night, he must have felt something change about me because since then we've had much more intense. His clean, sweet smell was sexy, the minty taste on my tongue was pleasant. He picked up my head, I felt the leather, I heard the buckle. He clasped my collar around my neck one notch too tight.The slight pulse in my head made me even more horny when he said, 'I want you to think about it,' he took one of my to his lips, 'all day!' He kissed me very long and hard. He bit my lip as he stood up, the tight collar made it tingle.I slept hard, when I woke, it was light outside. The collar.