Even as submissive as she was, she still held ultimate control. Her safe word and gestures could put a stop to a session immediately, nothing was ever...done that she couldn’t handle or wanted. The man pulled out a long sharp knife, even in the dark she could see the cold shining steel glinting as he drew nearer to her. Fear set in as she watched him approached and she started struggling against her bonds, screaming, “Let me go! Please, don’t hurt me, I’ll do anything you want,. And just before I got home too. Does he think he isn't welcome anymore?'Mrs. Grafton looked at the phone in her hand. In addition to the missed calls, the list showed other recent activity. She saw that three pictures had been taken just before she got home. She looked at them.They were pictures Donnie had taken of Jennifer, and they weren't the type he should have been taking of his fifteen year-old sister. On the other hand, Jennifer wasn't dressed, like she should have been, with her. "She gave his stiff cockshaft a firm, ardent squeeze to make sure he got her meaning. He didn't need such an obvious demonstration of her desire. There was nothing he liked better than to ensconce his prick in the tender folds of his sister's quim.However, he was not ready for that, at least not at the moment. Last night, caught in the passion of their reunion, they had been rushed. This morning, fresh from a restful sleep and with no pressing business facing either of them, he wanted to take. And another simple fact dropped conveniently into place. Pain ispleasure... in the right circumstances of course. And she paused, herhand holding the tweezers in mid air. And looked at herself. Oh my,Lizzie, where are you going? And very deliberately and wanting to feelthe shudder inside her slippery cunt once more, she selected an erranthair and pulled it slowly out. Feeling the mini explosion rip throughher insides as she studied her new self and watched the nasty hairdetach itself with a.