But I didn't remember much of it, and sure as hell didn't remember going to bed with David, or doing anything at all with him. Would Ivan accept that?...From the look on his face as I stammered out my confusion and sorrow, he didn't believe me. Shit, I wouldn't have believed me either. It sounded so lame, but it was the truth.Through my tears I did manage to tell him I was so sorry. Sorry about everything, about hurting him, betraying his trust, sorry about the events that had led us to this.. Ashleigh came hard, screaming out in to release her forced ecstasy. Donna didn’t miss a beat; she sat upright in another scissor position and resumed grinding. She used every ounce of endurance and strength she had left to grind the blonde as hard and fast as she could. Ashleigh came over and over again, visibly squirting harder and harder with each orgasm. Donna kept grinding, viciously grabbing her opponent’s small breasts and violently pressing and rubbing them. Ashleigh came 10 times. ?In fact, the only words you should say are ?yes, sir?, and ?please repeat?. Never say ?no?, never address him by name and don’t chit chat."Talk only to the artist during the session, and never to me or anyone else. I will do the same. We can talk during breaks.?Never break a pose, no matter what. We’ll have regular breaks, but if you have to pee, pee right there, even if it is on me. The place is under construction any way.?If it’s not working, he’ll fight to get the work on track, and will. At the end of the evening, I was walking her back to her car, when she grabbed me by the hand and led me down a path to the river. We found a secluded spot at sat down. She was wearing a short, white summer skirt, with a tight pink blouse. She began kissing me, and telling me how many times she had thought abought me over the years. She placed my hand on her thigh as she whispered in my ear. As I moved my hand up under her skirt, I was surprised to find that she had removed her panties. I.