It felt clammy on my skin and I felt horrible. I made her stop and I went to the bathroom and washed it off. I showed Mrs Flasche my little makeup kit...with just some eye-shadow and lipstick – really subtle colors. I told her that was all I wanted. My voice was quiet but it was working enough by that stage to get my point across. She tried to tell me that I could wear more for a formal function like this but I didn’t want to. We kind of argued a bit but I was feeling stubborn. I didn’t want all. ’ Paul said reading the digital read out on the scale. ‘Thank you Slave Carol next is Submissive Monica.’ Pushing the cart forward Jennifer and Bill stepped back once it was on the platform. Elizabeth stood next to Monica on the scale whispering to Monica. She looked very much like a horse trainer whispering calming words to a champion Mare before the big race. ‘Submissive Monica weighs in at two hundred seventy two pounds.’ Paul called reading the large digital numbers. Notes were made on. Every inch of my long hard dick was in her mouth, between those seductive lips. I looked down and watched me going in and out of her, she was sucking so hard and licking so good! She held my balls in her hands and was gently playing with them as she took my dick deep into her tight warm throat, she looked up at me with her dazzling eyes and plunged me deep into her again. ‘I am going to cum baby!’ I warned her, thinking she would quickly let me pull out. Her eyes smiled as she sucked faster. Control over the pleasures of her own body is only a first step to control over her life and her destiny, and her realization that she need never take a position of second place to the male sex in any aspect of society."-- Alfonse Gregorio, from Return to EdenHi! You're the guy who's taking interviews, right? My mom said I could talk to you. My name's Denise, and I'm fourteen years old. Almost fifteen. I've got an older brother named Bruce. He's the guy over there with the boner. He almost.