I paused, not knowing what to say or do next. My cock was rock hard, I wanted to tear that dress off her and fuck her right then. But I had to play th... game. If that was to be my prize, I had to play the game and I had to play it carefully. Janet looked at me steadily, waiting patiently to see how I’d react. She could leave and go back downstairs. I could get dressed and follow her down separately. And we could both carry on as if nothing had happened. We could even kid ourselves that nothing. He lingers at the sight of her breastsbefore abruptly pulling her to her feet. “Get the rest of this stuff off, slowly.” His voice started out tough, and yet, the last word ortwo linger in the air, as if he is remembering how muchhe had enjoyed the planning.As the jeans slip down her thighs, what was hiddenexcept to him comes fully into view. A simple yeteffective harness, tied to her waist and a leather cordburied deep in her ass, and wedged tightly in her cunt.Attached to the. Рядом со мной жила девушка двадцати одного года, еще студентка, она была юна и красива, хотя и я не старик, мне на тот момент было всего 25 и я медленно но уверенно вставал на ноги и учился ходить в этой жизни. С соседкой, которую оказалось зовут Ксения, я познакомился только через месяц после заселения в новое жильё, когда случайно увидел её утром выходя из квартиры. Она редко выходила в 7 утра, потому как любила поспать и не приходить на первую пару, из-за чего я и не пересекался с ней. That you remember.Except today! Today is the day after your recent birthday! It's hard to believe that you are finally grown up to be at the age of an adult! The big one-eight!Your mom has finally considered you to be adult enough to not need to be constantly babied after anymore, allowing you to experience the wonderful sensational feeling of what was called, "Independence."Having grown up in a purposely sheltered life, orchestrated by your mother, you are only slightly aware of how held back.