Elizabeth's parents were of course dead and mine had disowned me sincemy teenaged years because of my transvestism. We were also pleased to learn th...t the grandparents were consideringmoving to live nearer us. Both Marge and Jenny had been only daughtersso the grandparents were keen to live near their only grandchildren. We of course, were now living permanently next door to the disableperson's home and were slowly becoming accepted in our local community.We often helped voluntarily in the. But I was afraid of losing you. So I couldn’t do it.It was that moment where I felt that we both desperately want to do this and to have a better life both physically and mentally. I was thinking that it’s not a bad idea to be in an ‘Open Relationship’ with the person I love the most. I was happy with his words, or you can say that slut inside me is going to get free.My pussy got wet by all this. I was thinking that all my dream came true. I started kissing on Akshat’s cheeks and I was smiling. My boots and jeans were first to go, shortly followed by my sweatshirt which left me in my bra and panties, still struggling wildly. Karen reached to her hip and produced a hunting knife; now I really was scared, it's nine inch blade glinted in the sunlight and it was obviously razor sharp.?Come on, whore, let's see those tits.? Karen slid the knife under my bra between my breasts and, with a quick flick of her wrist cut it in two. Then I felt the knife against my hip, another flick of the. I bent my head down and softly kissed her forehead. "Enjoying yourself hun?" I asked already knowing the answer. She opened her eyes and smiled up at me. "I'm not telling you to stop now am I?" I laughed and said "No. No your not hun." I twisted her nipple a little harder and she bit her lip to keep from screaming out in pleasure. Then she turned around and kissed me deeply. "I really love having my breasts played with. I'm not sure why but it always feels amazing when I have someone pull and.