On that fateful day which would change the course of my life,I was dressed in a very cute pink silk blouse with a gray skirt black thigh high stocking... and a pair of heels, my mother and sister came home unexpectedly and caught me.I was caught red handed kissing a pillow that I was holding in my arms telling said pillow how much I enjoyed being with him.I thought I was going to be grounded for life when I was caught but my sister said to my Mom"see I told you Angelo was wearing our things".My. Now, I’m going to pull out, because you’ll need to answer some questions.” He withdrew, and I cried out in dismay. “Don’t worry girl,” Master said, soothing me back to complacency with a stroking hand, “we’ll fill up every one of your holes later.”Master moved out of the way, revealing the body-length iron-framed mirror behind him. There was a woman’s face in the glass. She looked familiar, but I didn’t know from where. She was a high-elf, her hair nearly white, her lips sheened red, her hooped. But she was no match to my strength and I forced her down, kissing her on her face all the time. Please, she begged me I am your friends wife. Dont do this to me. Please. But I was far gone beyond this finer sense, aided by the intoxication of the liquor inside me. She struggled hard for a brief time, her protests slowing down gradually as she realized my superior strength, and finally stopped fighting. But became very rigid, like a women under sedation, making no movement, lying like a dead. I like to watch their faces when I first enter them, it's a wonderful series of moments. Sue was concentrating, her tongue licking at her lips feverishly. Her hips were clumsy, but I was used to that, so I ended up getting it all the way in, the last three inches were kind of hard, and that wide eyed expression of wonder I'd seen on her face before took over.I pulled slowly out, then smoothed back in, once, twice, and my plan was to gradually speed it up. But she wrapped her legs around my.