At the thirteenth strike I was grunting in time with the cracks of the whip, the slashes on Maria’s plump ass had began to bleed and her once beautiful tanned skin was slowly being replaced by a burning red and purple abstract painting. xnx Did you have breakfast today.”
“Yes Sir, Ona made it and Maria served it.”
He smiled. “Bitch… slut, fucking whore!” I screamed with each attack, loosing myself in my pleasure, becoming faster, harder, and more vicious. “Remember the last one you and El brought in.”
Jack looked surprised, and a little exited. “That was quick.”
“What was?”
“You already…”
“Cock hungry Riley… you’re already cock hungry.” Ona snapped, jealous at how I was staring at Jack’s bulge. “You may…” Ona paused biting her lip as my lusting gaze met her eyes. “When you finish your food come to the Remodelling room.
