Arianna is angry. “Hey, you’re late,” she tells the deadbeat dude. “I waited for you for hours.” His lame excuses don’t fly with Arianna, who wants people to respect her time, not keep her waiting. Really, what kind of idiot keeps a chick like Arianna waiting? An idiot who knows what kind of punishment is in store, that is what kind of idiot.”You always have some excuses,” Arianna says, brandishing her whip. “But this time, it won’t be easy for you. I will punish you. You will have to please me and spoil me and do what I want.” At which point, Arianna backs her round, fleshy arse into his crotch. And the punishment starts.”I wanna use you,” she says. “Touch my milk cans. You’re not allowed to like it.” Yeah, right. He’s also not allowed to like worshipping her feet, legs and butt. And eating her cunt. And playing with her milk cans. And getting his pole sucked. And fucking Arianna’s sopping-wet pussy, which he accesses when Arianna pulls aside her thong pants. “You have been a very bad boy because I waited for you for hours,” Arianna told. “I won’t forgive you.” To err is human. To be forgiven by Arianna is divine.