Blaine, we have diplomatic passports and therefore will face no criminal charges.”Jens comes to the door wrapped in the sheets from the ‘well used...�� bed and asks, “Ben, who are you talking to?”I look at her and marvel that she looks so beautiful in the morning and reply, “Ira spent all night in a chair outside the door to protect us.”Jens asks, “Ira, aren’t you tired?”Ira replies, “No Ms. Blaine, I require very little sleep.”I inform Jens, “After breakfast Ira would like to go to the clinic and. The bodice of the dress wasnicely fitted and a full, flowing knee-length skirt. The dress came witha skinny patent leather belt that when cinched tight helped give me anextra "wasp-ish" figure.The massages were wonderful as always. Sarah was shameless andpractically screamed with pleasure at Mark's manipulations. My massagewas delightful. I had learned to become totally relaxed as Mark's handsworked over my skinny; silky sissy body. After my massage I showered andchanged into my dress and. His shoes were still on, black Nike running shoes. I pulled them off, and then stripped his socks off as well. His feet weren’t sweaty, but had a light pink tinge to them. Even hornier at this point, I began sucking on his toes, his big toe first, then adding more and more until I had all five in my mouth. After a minute or so, I went to the other foot and did the same. When I was done with his toes, I began licking the soles of his feet. Say what you want, but they were delicious. Soon, the. As we kissed the intensity of her fucking and the volume of her moaning into my mouth increased. The baby cunt was about to get me off again! I now knew she’d never had an orgasm before and it made me want to give her one she could remember. She wouldn’t be taking the memory to her grave, more likely to the landfill or my stomach. The realization of that spurred me on. I had a few remnants of morality influencing me despite the fact I was enjoying raping a child. I didn’t mind if my raping her.