In some, her dark hair was hip-length, in some, it was short. Sometimes her skin was creamy-pale, sometimes lightly tanned, and the setting would chan...e abruptly, as happens in dreams – one moment a bed, the next a beach, the next a grassy lawn by a pond, then a white-tiled room filled with hot, steamy vapor. All of the dreams were clear and vivid and eerily real in every detail, seemingly more real than the waking world, even as they changed and shifted. But, through all the shifts and. Kristen, on the other hand, looked a bit more relieved, since she noticed that there was no admonition or recrimination from her parents.Charley shrugged off her robe and walked into the swimming pool. Charley looked good; if I didn't know that she was Kristen's mother, she could easily have passed for a college student.I tried not to stare at Charley, but I'm a male, and I think there's a law of nature that says that males have to stare unless they are blind. I think even a confirmed. He watched her body squirm, usually she would stop him by holdinghis hand but now she couldn't and her hips started to rock, the squeals gotmore and more and he realized why she was unable to cry out, a gurgling soundwas coming from her throat. The India started shouting as he rammed himself in and out at a furiousrate, then he stopped, Caroline continued wiggling and rocking until sheforced him to cum, filling her to the point that his juice started leakingback out around his cock; then. That was why her cheeks burnt with shame as she forced herself to smile for Master upon opening her birthday present. Now, as she lay on the floor, keeping her legs spread apart by force of will to demonstrate her submission and total dedication to her Master, Jeannie's cheeks burnt not just with shame, but with the sting of slaps from Master's big, thick hands.Jeannie's balls felt swollen to three times their usual size as the blows from Master's riding crop finally subsided. Master stood up,.