She said "It's enough. You stopped it and it will go somewhere and die. Let it go and it will leave so it can die in peace."I just stared at her. She ...as about five foot nine, one hundred and thirty pounds, dark complexion, beautiful face, and a wonderful body. From the dark mass of pubic hair, she was clearly not a natural blond. She looked to be a native Indian.She smiled as she picked up a brush from her backpack and started brushing the tangles out of her flowing long dark hair "Thank you. It was funny to them as Dora mumbled an upset, "Some things never change.You did the same thing to me when you were that age. Like mother, likedaughter."The trio left with hugs and kisses and were told to expect a bunch ofvisitors the next day as the girls endured their fittings. The Bollingerhome was chosen to be the location for the fittings as it had the mostspace and rooms to change in, giving them an easier task than expected.Emma added a happy, "It's also going to be guy-free so expect a. Shoving it inside me. He was fucking me. He was r****g me. Taking what no man has the right to take. I hated him so much then. I could feel my skin get hot and my rage flare. God I hated him...because I liked it. Oh heaven help my, I loved it! I began to cry then. No sobbing or choking through my underwear still jammed in my mouth. Just tears running down the sides of my face. He saw my tears and licked them off, the sick fucker. My sick fucker. With his hard dick buried deep in my. The ride up is silent except for the mindless music playing in the background. The door opens onto a well-appointed floor and you exit, pausing a second to get your bearings, and then move down the hall toward the room.Your heart is beating fast as you stop at the threshold and insert the key into the slot above the knob. Your mind is still in disbelief as you watch the little light on the card lock change from yellow to green and hear the mechanism shift to the unlocked position. Slowly, you.