As a top he knew if I played and shot my raging juice, I might come to my senses and refuse him his lusty fucking fun.You have to be punished now, he ...nnounced.Almost dazed and scared, I had no clue what he had in his mind as he quickly got up from the bed and pulled a paddle like thing made of solid leather from the side drawer. This was the first time I saw him naked so close to me. His tanned smooth body was muscular, totally hairless all the way down to his extremely thick cut about 8” cock. I just had finished my drink.Refresh I was eager to catch my dinner. Putting a little makeup over my delightful face, a little shimmering kiss proof lipstick, and little moisturizer prepped with skin tone of my yellowish pinkish texture. I don’t believe that you can look untidy at any moment in your life. That just strict no-no for me. If I want to go to bed, I want if someone just looked at while I am sleeping, must feel something positive. That’s my habit. I put on white half sleeves v-necked. Nor have I heard of Agatha Christie accused of being a murderer, although she certainly must spend a lot of time researching and writing about some of the most unusual murders. That follows in almost every sort of fictional literature except sexual fiction. For some reason if you write about child and adult sex, you must be a pedophile.I am not actively advocating or condoning sex with children in any way. On the other hand, children are, on average, maturing more quickly. Back when the. Jan had just been hired, and her manager was taking her around to introduce her to all the people she might be working with. I felt it the instant our eyes first met, but of course I tried my damnedest to keep from showing anything. I couldn't see any visible sign in Jan's face, either, and yet I somehow knew that it had hit her the same way it hit me.Weeks later we talked about that morning, and she confirmed my suspicion. She also said she had thought the same thing I had, that she couldn't.