One side must have won for she carefully answered him. “Brandon ... am I pretty?”What a thing to ask! Damn right she was. He had spent most of the...day pounding into her. He had been with her more than any other girl in the room. Her short dark hair, curled around a thin face, with a tiny button nose. Her eyes were small and far apart and small ... blotchy skin and two small mismatched breasts... She could see his realization in on his face. He tried to rescue the situation. “You are—your.” He. ”Erik had pulled three chairs together and was sitting in one. The clothes he had brought lay on the chair next to him, neatly folded. Serena walked over to the unoccupied chair and sat down. Melissa stopped in front of them, unsure what to do. Then she sank into a slave’s kneeling pose, arms clasped behind her back, head bowed. “How may I please my Master?Erik joked proudly to Serena, “See, she learns.”Serena replied breezily, “Sure. Mel’s a smart girl, and sub through and through.”Erik. ”“And you won’t be disappointed?”“I didn’t say that,” he laughed in a self-deprecating way that made him seem even more attractive. “I’ll be very disappointed indeed Pam. You’re a stunningly attractive woman and I’m very much looking forward to us enjoying each other’s bodies but if you feel otherwise, I promise I will stop whenever you want.”Again both his words and his whole demeanour were making me trust him. I began to feel more reassured. Perhaps my inexperience wouldn’t matter; perhaps I. His rigid truncheon batteredagainst her aching cervix, stretching it wide. Melanie sobbed in ecstatic joy, her fingers raking across herfather’s broad, hairy, sweat-drenched back. His burly, hirsutechest flattened her throbbing tits and she could feel his ripplingmuscles as they slid across her sensitized, satiny skin. Themusky, manly scent of her father’s body filled her flaringnostrils like a heady aphrodisiac and made her head whirl witherotic fervor. She wrapped her.