Little by little, word by word, Beatrice surrendered to the change, accepting, welcoming, needing. Her voice hypnotic, her breathing soft, her heart r...te slow, rhythmic, setting the cadence of her monologue. As the last word echoed in her mind, she reached out to lift the collar from the box, reverent in her every move, the perfect acolyte. As the wide leather closed around her neck, the lock clicked shut to complete the transformation, Beatrice was no more, the naked collared slave who. "Mr. Bidwell, I kind of lied to you about what kind of picture I have to bring back to the sorority," Like what?" I am supposed to bring back a picture of me blowing a man at the top of the lighthouse." You got to be kidding." Would you let me take a picture of you with your cock in my mouth? I wouldn't show your face in the picture."And there it was. She could ask for anything. I knew what I was going to do, and I took my dick out of my pants. She immediately started kissing it and sucking it.. By lunchtime, she is unbearably horny, the outer lips of her pussy moist as evidence.When the trunk is filled with new things for his daughter, Mat drives to a restaurant. Though Abby is hungry, she nearly groans when she sees him make the turn. She’d rather head straight back to their house and up to Mat's bedroom. An intense, lingering orgasm has been building in her all day.As Mat parks the car, he notices her distress. She wants to slap the smile off his face. When they’re seated in a. "What were you going to do next?" Um... well... in the end ask her to marry me, I suppose." That's what she thought too." What's so wrong with that? It's the natural thing when you have both said you're in love with each other, isn't it?" Think, my darling man." Think? Why? It's nat... Oh God, yes! Annette!" Yes, my sweet!" Oh, how thoughtless and selfish of me!" No! Quite natural! Relax." She rubbed her head between his shoulder blades."Oh!" sighed Richard and his hunched shoulders dropped..