The feeling was of elation as liberation.Despite my age, I fucked that tight pussy two or three times a day. We experimented with fetishes, some of th...m too extreme to be mentioned on a public forum, but it was all unbelievably fun and pleasurable.She was a blank canvas and I was creating a girl that I had always wanted. A submissive slut who did anything to please her and I daddy. She submitted herself to me completely and unconditionally. She enjoyed getting used and abused by someone she. Since one of the voices sounded like it came from a young lady, I decided to investigate. I hid behind a tree when I could clearly hear the voices. When I peeked around the tree, I was shocked to learn that one of the voices belonged to an ugly brown wolf. Wolves don't talk do they? I would have ran away screaming except I learned that the second voice belonged to pretty blonde wearing a red hood who was at least twenty years old. Her beauty attracted me so I decided to listen for a while."Who. . oh, God, he told me I didn’t need Lila, that I did all the work and she was just dead weight. He said she was holding me back. I believed him. He was wrong, but I believed him." Luke was silent for a while. "Then what?" Grateful that he withheld comment, Emma made herself continue. "I made an effort at first to say no, Lila and I were a team. But he kept at it and at it. He told me I didn’t need her, that he had all these . . . contacts or something from people who were interested in me, if I. “Please don’t tell my mom!” the girl pleaded. “Please don’t tell my mom….What?” Anndie liked where this was going, her pussy began to drip with anticipation. “Please don’t tell my mom….m m mistress” she whispered. Anndie moaned. “Yes, when we are alone that is how you address me, do you understand? Because if you don’t you will be dealt with.” “Yes mistress.” “Good, now do you know why I am so horny right now?” Anndie questioned. “ Seems I saw something this morning that I can’t get out.