..??? Tell her...??? Everything...???I was thinking.... Please... Not the shower....I took a sip and shrugged my shoulders and basically left it up to...Emily.Amy asked, What....??? What did you do...???After more prodding from Amy, Emily and I both admitted to her how we finger fucked her ass and tasted her shit. Amy didn't believe us at first. Emily asked if she wanted us to do it again and show her.Amy's only response was that even with proof, she probably still wouldn't believe us.Then Emily. Dans un premier temps, tu détaches mon soutien-gorge en me disant qu’il n’a rien à faire la, puis pour me punir de l’avoir mis, tu me mords d’un coup ferme le téton droit bien dur et tire sur mon piercing du téton gauche pour me faire gémir et me rappeler que je t’appartiens, que tu peux faire ce que tu veux de mon corps…Ensuite tu me te mets face à moi et me demande de te tendre les poignets que tu commences par attacher ensemble, puis tu passes la corde par-dessus la poutre qui se situe. Dad was lying on the floor. We thought he hurt his um ... THING because Mom was on her knees rubbing it ... and it was getting ... um, all swelled up, I mean really big Father ... a huge boner.”“Oh, my Lord,” the priest exclaimed, followed by a pregnant pause. Tommy heard labored breathing through the priest’s nose, sibilant, and accelerating.“His thing must have been hurt because Mom kept kissing it. She sucked on it as she would suck on a hurt finger.“Yes, yes my son, go on, go on.”“And then. I groaned out as strong hands massaged it into me, going up one side of my torso and coming back down on the other side. There was another little bit of the liquid between my shoulder blades, instead of freezing up I welcomed it. The sensation was like nothing I’d felt before. Having such warmth rubbed into me as the strong hands moved up to my shoulders and made me groan out in pleasure. The hands at my shoulders were so skilled, somehow they knew where to go and how to please me the most. The.