But this covert abuse wasn’t all that was in their relationship. Over the weekend, he had taken her off campus for a couple of dates, the first bein... lunch and walk around the park and the second being dinner and a movie. Never in her life had Lily smiled so much and been so happy as when she clung to Xavier’s arm, and her love for him only grew stronger. This concoction of affection and abuse was turning her into the perfect slave.“So how does your ass feel?” he asked while licking his. About three months ago, I had arranged to meet another TGirl at said dogging location. I waited and waited – guess what? No show. It was quite that evening and I was about to go home, when a tall youngish guy appeared at the window of the car. He just stood there with his cock poking out of his jeans looking at me. It was a fine specimen of cock, 8’-9’ with a semi. I looked at his cock and up to his face (I could not really make him out as it was dark). I pushed the button for the window and. The young blonde beauty watched, as tears slowly ran down her rosy red cheeks, as her mother's pearl white coffin was slowly lowered into the ground.Darren, her step father, stood next to her trying to act as if he was sad, but all he could think about was the insurance money he would soon be collecting from Eva's life insurance policy. He already had his whole new life planned out, and it didn't include his irritating little burden of a step daughter. A creepy smirk appeared on his face as. ”“It doesn’t look wet” I observed.Farah put a hand over the rise of her left breast and pinched the nub, “Your right, it isn’t.” She took the bottle of beer and rolled it across one breast then the second. The heavy, cold condensation clinging to the glass soaked the shirt over her nipples. When she was done, she had a wet spot at the end of each breast, her nipples stood rigid against the chilled wet cloth.“Now how do I look?”I looked her over from hair to feet. My gaze brushed across her.