At the tree-line half way point she got out.She crept into the forest, years of leaves providing carpet beneath her feet. The scent of Mama's furnitur... polish as the wind intensified. The well worn path that no-one else knew. Snapped branches. Dappled sun. Secrecy prevailed. Claudia found the clearing. Folded her shawl, took off clothes. Dropped money. Lay on the ground, stretching her perfect body. Waited. Always. Counted ten for Mama to return. Waited for Christmas, a happy day and good food.. My nipples are very sensitive, and I love having them touched.” That was all I needed to hear! I stroked and played with her breasts, feeling their weight and firmness and rolling her hard nipples between my thumb and forefinger; I let her nipples bump across the pads of my fingertips as I drew them across those gorgeous, rosy nubs, and I came to understand that her moans and sighs and gentle shudders were signs of pleasure, not pain. For some unknown reason, perhaps simply because it seemed. Meanwhile, she stared at me.We studied each other in the awkward silence that followed."Well, this is officially the weirdest thing that's ever happened to me,"Beth said. "If I didn't know the sordid truth I'd assume that you were mylong-lost twin sister."I laughed. "Yeah. It's certainly weird. But my threshold for weirdnesshas risen pretty high lately."We were bantering, but it was more to fill the gaps in conversation thanour usual playfulness. I've found the best way to de-escalate this. My psycho little gril slut.Having been given my orders I planed on carrying them out to the lettler.First on the list was a good throat fuck and pussy whipping I laid Sissy backwards on the bed with her head leaning over the edge I pull off my cllothes and found my heaviest belt, because she was wanting this I diden't need to tie her little legs she spread them wide open.This wasn't really my thing but I would give her what she wanted after all I was now her Daddy.Looking at her little naked.