But she is my slut….and that’s all that Daddy cares about. I kissed her softly and returned to her mother’s bedroom and the waiting arms of Ell...n and Pilar. As I entered Ellen’s bedroom the two girls were spooning…with Ellen behind Pilar and the large pink dildo protruding from between Pilar’s legs. Both were looking at me in a way I can only describe as the way a hungry cat looks at a mouse…trying to decide if they were gonna play with me before they ate me… or not? Frankly, I figured there. They'd made good time. A motor cycle overtook them, the rider not giving Sandy a second glance. Clegg began to feel more comfortable.As they swept through the old city wall at the Porte d'Issy an old Frenchman scowled at the passing car while a squad of soldiers came to a halt as their Obergefreiter threw an enthusiastic "Sieg Heil". It was obviously a good enough disguise, Clegg decided.They drove on. They passed the Ecole Militaire and red, white and black swastika flags hanging limply from. I fantasized about Alysia and our bodies tangled together in the most absurd manner. She was an enthusiastic and energetic lover but in my fantasies we became superhuman. "I'm Pam,' I responded after that protracted silence. I looked at her lovely face and smiled a weak and weary smile. "Why are we here?" she asked. "We're dykes," I said in a tone that was harsher than I intended but there was no sense candy coating the reality. "But we were hurting anyone?" Kayla said. I quickly pressed. ...." don't look at me like you don't know what the fuck I'm talking about you little bitchboy." Now I am starting to get kinda pissed cause you are belittling me and humiliating me big time in front of my girlfriend. Shes just standing at the other side of the room wearing only her sports bra & her blue jeans all the way unbuttoned & just barely being held up by her sexy hips & amazingly plump, round, ass. A minute ago she was rubbinng her clit but now all the sudden the room got intense with.