That's my commitment to you women. What I need is for you women to commit to each other. There's obviously going to be some problems that are going to...arise from time to time and those problems will need to be resolved. However there are things that have to be lived with by everyone. My daughters will always be my daughters. It's something that will never change, even though one day Sarah, Lizzy, and Karen will be carrying my children and I'll be calling them my wife. The fact is that their. Finally, I've got my man. Standing behind me, he thrusts his full manhood inside me. As he grabs my large breasts and pulls my nipple hard he leans in pulling me closer to him, going in deeper and deeper. Soon after, I feel his slight scruff on my spine as he kisses me softly. I can hear his breath in sync with mine, and feel his teeth lightly against my soft skin. He thrusts his full self in and out of me bringing me deliciously close to the edge. I’m ready to scream. He pulls his full length. I didn’t have a lot of experience with makeup, since Mom wouldn’t allow me to wear it. I got it on, but it was messy. I looked silly between the sloppy lipstick and pig tails Ms. Jansen gave me.“You can keep that skirt on,” Debbie said, “But you’ll need some panties to start with. We don’t want to reveal that fat pussy right away.”My heart sank. I was going to be made to strip. All I could think about was a bunch of greasy men ogling my embarrassing body and touching me with their grubby hands. She was very excited. At last she was getting her rings, she thought, and she could not wait for Paul to finish Betty’s tattoo so that she could take her to the clinic.Betty sat back in the chair, and Paul started back to work on her breast. Betty lifted her breast so that Paul could work on the skin underneath. The outline was covering the entire breast now, and went up over the shoulder and all around the nipple. Paul started to colour the flowers and leaves in. Mary saw that Betty’s nipple.