“ Jetzt war ein Maß an Skurrilität erreicht, dass ich trotz enormer Geilheit nicht mehr ertrug. Ich fragte: „Warum? Mit SM habe ich überhaupt n...chts am Hut. Ich quäle nicht gerne. Ich bin kein Sadist!“ Darauf antwortete sie: „Aber du genießt es, wenn ich die Qual genieße. Und das macht dich zum perfekten Dom.“ Ich versuchte das zu verstehen. Sie fuhr fort: „Du bist übrigens noch weit weg von meiner Schmerzgrenze. Solltest du sie tatsächlich überschreiten, klopfe ich dir auf die Schenkel“. In. She learned to entertain herself. She poured her time into the books, becoming a stellar student. Not that she was lacking in intellect to begin with. It became her refuge from life itself. By the time she graduated, with honors, from the university, Christina could count her dates on both hands. She had long before felt relegated to a life of loneliness. It wasn’t what she dreamed about but it did keep her from delving into the psychological reasons for her life. Her parents had instilled in. ”After he left she told me some of his cum was running down the inside of one of her legs so it was shower time. After that I sent her to bed as she was very tired. Hmmm, I wondered why. “Thank you my love, just hope I didn’t guess wrong as he sure put a lot of cum inside of me. Your comment before I went to him sure put added excitement and some fear to the night.”Wrapping my arms around her I said, “Don’t worry about it, what ever happens we’ll deal with it. Who knows maybe our first c***d. Then around 12 we went to bed .we were sleeping on the same bed then in midnight I woke up and started groping her she hadn’t put on the bra so I slowly grabbed her boobs from her night suite..silky suite and silky boobs wow!And time passed my confidence also increased and tried to touch her boobs with my finger from a small gap between the buttons of the top. i was swiftly moving my finger over those cotton stones(boobs) then I gathered some confidence and tried to open they button but I.