The contents of myshopping bags demanding they be worn and my stomach tingling withanticipation, in a way unknown since my childhood Christmases.We sl...pped into our adjoining rooms, where our female sides would beallowed to be dressed and pampered. Shower and then shaved. This was thefirst time I had shaved my legs. But also the first time I had shavedaround my man hood. I knew you were not expecting that treat and I hoped,no I knew you, would be so very pleased. If I glad to claim a. ? Charles Ingalls shook his head; the pain throbbed from his left earto his eyes, the tight rope gag felt like a vice around his head. He squinted,the blurred vision made his view swim in front of him, but his ears pickedup on the squealing noises coming from the parlour. Again he shook his head, trying to clear it, he could feel the bloodon the back of his neck but all that was in his mind now was Caroline, helistened to her cries, ?No. no, please no,mmmmmaaa, no for god sake stop,aahhh, no,. My plans for the prick weren't anything I'd want anyone to witness, let alone broadcast on network television.BB and I had a great time with neighbors and friends. I probably had a beer or two more than I needed, but I was far from drunk. I was just mellow. BB wasn't feeling any pain as we managed to make our way back home. We climbed the stairs and successfully navigated the hallway to our bedroom.I don't know exactly how it happened, but as soon as the door was closed, we went at each other. I laugh and reach behind myself to help him. Then, he yanks my sweats down in one graceful swoosh. Before I know it, my legs are thrown over his shoulders, his head is between my thighs, and my back is rising up the door. Shit, he is strong, he just lifted me like I weighed nothing!!! My panties are pink ones with skulls all over them. The dampness between my legs surges on has he nudges my clit with his nose. My hands find his hair because that is all I can hold onto seeing as I am in the.