She was dressed professionally as always, with her appearance well kept in a warm outfit. It looked as if she was dressed for work.She smiled when she...saw me through the window and we both waved at each other. When I opened the door for her, we gave each other a warm embrace."It's nice to see you," Lynn said while we hugged."You too."She ended the hug, "Come on, let's go inside. It's freezing out here."I closed the door once she stepped inside the house. Her eyes wandered the home, noticing. Opening me. Fear. I glance quickly into your eyes, afraid of the fire blazing from them, vulnerable. Again, shame at my fear and I look away. ‘No! Look at me!’ Your voice is a command, ragged with emotion. Trembling, I obey, your love is a conflagration, burning away the fear, the doubt, the shame. Yes. I am yours. Claimed by your eyes, you pierce my soul with the thrust of your cock. Tears fill my eyes, a flood echoed deeper below as I cry out in relief, in exultation. ‘Daddy I -‘ My body. He put the movie away, carried his porn loot to thekitchen, put on a kettle of water and started to steam the envelope hefound open. He got the envelope open and it was filled with Polaroidpictures. John seemed to be in every picture. He was fucking fatwomen, skinny women, fat hairy guys, slim young men or getting his cocksucked by the same line up of people Some were bound to a coffee tablewith John face fucking them or fuck pussy or ass. Some were kneelingand handcuffed with John. He’d vowed to himself then that she’d never forget what he was going to give her. There’s confidence and there’s arrogance, and then there’s blind stupidity, which is closer to the first two than most people imagine. Doing everything to her that he had ever imagined was going to be no problem at all. She wasn’t going to ever forget this??not in a million years. She Was Gonna Hate Herself In The Morning or The Writing Was On The Wall, And So Was SheA magnificently furious Naomi had hung from.
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