"Well, we can't have Connie getting ideas now, can we? I'm still your head slut, right? Face it, Master ... I adore you and I don't ever plan to give ...you up, lover. We share each other, but I'm still madly in love with you, in case you somehow missed that detail, amid some of the crazy things I do at times."Also, I know that we've been playing at BDSM for a while now, but I want it to be more serious from here and now. Face it, please, honey ... I'm a natural, kinky pain slut ... You're a. Whitney nodded. “Let’s just ask what happened, okay?” she said to the detective and my lawyer.“Miss Anderson, will you tell us what happened from your perspective?” the detective asked with a nod to Jackie.“Um ... I heard my mommy scream and jumped out of bed. I’d been pretty deep asleep and it took me a minute to realize what was going on when I walked into the room. I yelled something. That man grabbed my shoulder and ripped my T-shirt. I hit him. He fell out the window.”“Has your father. , She had a nice ass that capped off her figure, When she sat down I could see a very nice camel toe as her pants road up her legs, We talked about the company and her other assignments just small talk, as the company was in "stand down" status for the next 2 weeks thins were kind of easy going. After a few days went by Sharon worked around the orderly room assisting the commander and clerks in the day to day duties, I watched this hot minx stroll around the area and grew more infatuated. I lifted it out and felt a warm sensation in my penis as I held the soft fabric in my hands. My heart started beating and a flush of heat rushed over me. I wonder what it felt like to wear such a thing? I thought to myself. It was early and my aunty wouldn't be back for ages so I decided to try it on for fun. I slipped off my t-shirt and slid the straps over my shoulders one by one. I struggled for a while but managed to clip the back together after a little fiddling around.Wow! I thought, as I.