I ..." I stammered as I tried to get up, but Marie pushed me back onto the bed with a determined arm movement. "We know what you've done," Tamara said...while she smiled mischievously and played with her hair. Meanwhile Marie locked the door from the inside. "Did you really think we wouldn't see you staring at our shoes the whole time?" I couldn't answer anything, just lay still on the bed. Tamara came closer to me and whispered in my ear: "All the leggings and nylons were just to annoy you and. Ignoring that, she reached across in front of me to give Missy a poke and scold for her continued texting. The smart phone was set aside, face down so her mom wouldn't see it wasn't turned off.The organist struck up more stirring music and as the late arrivals hurried to their seats and gossip died down the choir burst into joyous song. A glance at the program told me it was probably the Processional. I rose with the rest of the congregation to look back, wobbling slightly as my sinuses reacted. He felt comfort in the cold unforgiving steel now binding him for her pleasure.Having him at her whim, she moved with surety and strength as she clasped his exposed balls once more, gripping them harder and tighter than before. With her superior dominance washing over him she felt more than heard his whimpers before releasing her hold. Leaning forward of him, she command him to spit into her hand. Complying as best he could still distracted from the sensations emitting from his balls, he. "I—just need to sleep."George quickly grabbed one of the special beers, one of the ones he'd prepared for his daughter. When he got back to the living room he caught her trying to leave."Come on," he called after her. "Have a beer with me. You're freezing... this will warm you right up."The small girl seemed reluctant at first, but George's hardened gaze convinced her to join him."What'd you do tonight?" George asked the girl from the recliner."Nuthin'," she yawned. She took a small sip from.