‘It’s a tattoo. An organic tattoo.’ A slight smile played on her lips. ‘Know what it says?’ I continued. ‘Tell me,’ she whispered. ‘It...��s the date of Emily’s conception,’ I said, looking her right in the eye. ‘And this one?’ I traced another stretch mark. ‘This one is Emily’s name. And this one is my name.’ She was trying not to admit she was pleased to hear these things, the way a small child tries to remain angry when a parent has them on the verge of laughter. Her mood had improved, her. The book had given me the phrases to control grandma - of that I was suddenly sure of. In my fifteen years, I had never once seen my grandparent as exposed as she had been only seconds before. That was simply not how our family does things - nudity was not condoned or accepted in any common way. So, without realizing the power I held over her, I had used that phrase and saw more than I had ever seen before - but in telling her to stop, she had assumed I had been disgusted with her body.Oh sure,. My goal is to always make you come long and hard in my mouth, although it seems tonight you have other plans for me. ‘kiss me’ you ask. it’s such a simple request, so how can I deny you? I give your cock one final long pull with my mouth and work my way up your stomach and chest, still straddling you. I let out a long groan as my drenched panties drag across your cock, still rock hard and wet from my mouth. I linger there a moment and rub myself against you, the urge to drag my panties to one. "Come here, little one," the man commanded (note - all exchanges were inMandarin Chinese, but I am providing an English translation).Somehow I, now fully aware that this young princess and I are one and thesame, knew he was talking to me. Again fearful, I walked with small butdeliberate steps from my place in line to in front of the man. Icontinued looking down as I stopped. He stared at me and again I felthis stare penetrate every fiber of my body and my being. Everything ofme, both of.