’ Sir said. ‘That’s not you. It doesn’t fit you.’ ‘Please?’ She tried one last time using her biggest begging little girl eyes, but Si... just gave her a stern look and she obediently shut up again. She watched as he walked around the house and did all the chores. Once in a while his eyes would wander into her direction. A burst of tingles in her tummy. Now something would happen, now he would pay attention to her, admire her naked body, admit that he was turned on as well and fuck her, now he. But, I've won more than I've lost.Add in the whole "Demon" demeanor, and you learn quick not to mess with me or mine.The funny thing was that you could almost feel the air sucked right out of the room for a few seconds, after I dropped the "F" word, and I don't mean "Fuck"."I don't see no ring on her fucking finger!" came when he could speak again."Spoken like a true product of your upbringing"While he was trying to figure that out, I walked straight toward him, with my hand in my pocket. I. I began to whip her tits. Kris was transfixed by her reflection in the mirror as she struggled and her perfect titties performed their dance. She started to cum and loudly sob with the sixth lash. I gave her tits six more as we both enjoyed her very vocal orgasm."Oh god," she moaned. "Please, no more. Oh, please don't hurt my titties any more. I'll do what you want. I...I'll suck on it. I'll do whatever you want, just don't whip my titties...OH MY!!!"Kris has two granddaughters, more properly. ‘Yes.’ He nodded. ‘I saw you two on Haunted Mansion.’ Somehow, that didn’t shock me. ‘What are you gonna do about Katie? They’re almost together now.’ I shrugged, looking away again. ‘I don’t care about Katie. It’s not like he’s mine or anything.’ But that was a lie. I turned back to Landon. He was mine. And he was beautiful. I traced my finger along his cheek and jaw, holding back and holding back. He sighed and rested his cheek on my palm. I wanted to lay down with him, touch him. I wanted.