She is excited,She can no longer fight it,She loses herself to it,She….…The searching beams of headlights rolled across the lawn, bleeding light i...to the darkness and scaring the shadows towards the corners of the trimmed, well maintained rectangular garden. She watched as the beams stretch out and roll across, briefly passing by her naked self, making the rain glisten like little tiny jewels falling to the ground, dissolving on contact.Turning to the patio doors, into the lounge and through. OK, use my nipples for your target. Don't hurt my eyes. Use my nipples instead.' 'You mean hurt them? I should hurt your nipples?' 'You bastard. You miserable, stunted little bastard, of course you know that's what I mean. You know it.' 'So say it then. Tell me to hurt your nipples. I want the words. The words you swore you'd never say, I want to hear them coming out of that, that, that fucking big foul mouth of yours.' I jabbed the rifle barrel to her teeth. . The sensation was so good that I grunted low at the same time she squealed. Here we were in heaven now. I repeated, pulling us apart and slamming us together, hearing the same sounds and loving them. I’m no macho man, but rught then I felt a more intense, self-aware rush utter of _maleness_ than I recall ever feeling before. I was fucking my woman, the best lay on the planet, and no one on earth had anything to say about it.I fucked Lyn. We’ve made love countless wonderful, deeply fulfilling. Her legs are smothered in a pair of soft white tights from thetip of her toes the upper part of her waist where a short blue and navyplaid skirt is clipped snugly around her hips. Her feet are attired witha pair of feminine blue heels and her finger nails are shiny, sharp andpainted pink to match her lip gloss.Yes, this "she" was in fact a "he". It is Charlie, looking more like histwin sister than ever as he stares into her full length mirror, dressedentirely in her school uniform. He bit his.