38, Mel opened up his gun safe and presented Tracy with a small rifle of her own. Just a .17 caliber squirrel gun, with hardly more kick than a nerf b...ll to the shoulder, but still beautiful and with a slight heft Tracy could appreciate. Mel liked guns, could appreciate their being part of life in America, but quieted Tracy’s worry about him being a gun-nut. He only owned quality pieces, a few good quality rifles and a .45, nothing even approaching the craziness that so often filled the front. Make me buy you something! Don’t make me..” “I will warn you today only this once. Obey me immediately or there will be hell to pay. I own you.” “Yes, Mistress Lisa. Thank you Mistress Lisa for being merciful,” I quickly said. In my mind I told myself it was just acting. I really was not touching my little girl. But when I stepped up behind her and put my hands on her hips and had to stand back an extra inch to avoid poking my erection into her bottom, I knew I was lying! Taking the hem. She'd say, "What is happening here?" or "Look, what's the nice man doing to Mummy there?"I throbbed in excitement and shame as I told her how the pictures showed the guys double penetrating her, or Dave or Jason fucking her up the bum, while on the bed, or on the floor, or up against the wardrobe and slapping her ass as they bummed her and squashed her tits against the varnished wood, etc! They'd even put a fucking leash on her in some pics, taking turns to ravage her up her bum with their. Your mouth and tongue licking sucking swirling across my slit....teasing my clit, your tongue firm than gentle, bringing waves of pleasure but not allowing me to peak....oh God, you're right there at my slick, wet entrance. I am desperate to feel your cock inside me ..... I grip your head and pull you up. Your mouth latches on to my nipple and I feel your groan vibrate through my body.Then slowly, inexorably, I feel the head of your shaft nudging at my entrance, sliding inside me..... I balk.