His breathing had a moist, bubbling sound and Kat found herself wondering if one of the ribs she had broken had punctured his lung. She looked to see ...f he had been holding a weapon or something similar in the hand that had reached for her, but it was empty and there was nothing on the floor around him.Kat pulled one of her knives and crouched next to him, waving the knife in front of his eyes so he could see it, then placing the tip of the blade under his chin and applying pressure. The. She started with my t-shirt, kissing my chest and sucking my nipples. Then came my shorts, she nibbled on my hard cock through my shorts. “You have been thinking of me all along haven’t you?” She said as she rubbed my cock. From her knees she kissed the hair on my belly that was a trail to my cock. Slowly she pulled my shorts and underwear down in one go, my cock rubbed her face as she kissed my pubic hair around my cock and made her way down my thigh before returning up the other thigh. She. Molly went back into the corridor.Her cheeks were flaming.Then a strange thought came to her; she was glad that she had been sucking and fucking with dogs! She had been deeply ashamed of that, before she discovered her husband's infidelity. Now it seemed justified, as if she had taken her revenge on him even before she knew there was a sin to be avenged.It served the bastard right to be cuckolded by a boxer!And as she remembered the dogs, she remembered, too, what had motivated her. Dad set up the lights and stuff in my room while I changed into my school uniform in the bathroom. We took about forty photos in all, starting off fairly safe, then moving more risqué. There were a few shots of me on my front with my skirt riding up higher and higher, giving a few view of my white cotton panties. Another couple were taken from the front showing my blouse undone and open, not quite showing nipples. Then a few more with me sitting up, legs apart and blouse open.Dad seemed born.