I brushed the crop against her bare arm to let her see that I meant it. I told her that if she struggled, she would be restrained and it would probabl... add to the evening, that she could shout and scream as much as she liked since the house was soundproofed and some distance from its neighbours.I suggested that she simply accepted her fate and lay back and enjoyed it so to speak, since she was not in a position to prevent it. It would be completely out of her control, and that was the main. It presses her face into the concrete and growls down at her. ‘Foolish,’ it says. ‘You shouldn’t have made me chase you.’The woman starts to weep. “Please don’t hurt me,” she pleads.‘I won’t hurt you ... much.’The creature removes itself from the woman and steps back off of her. The woman takes a moment before moving, unsure whether to even do that. But when the creature doesn’t attack, she gets to her knees and then her feet. Without looking back this time, she bolts, or tries to.From the. No more effort was required to push in as far as I could reach.This time, I was able to enjoy the feeling of her muscles gripping around my cock as I slid in. It was kind of like a warm rubber band completely surrounding my cock, and it felt great as it moved down the length of my shaft. The feeling was something like the lips of a woman's mouth during a deep-reaching blow job given by someone as expert as Mrs. X.I paused at the maximum reach of my penetration so that both of us could savor the. The picture showed somenice flock of girls in their dark red skirts/aprons. He did not standout. The evening was very busy and Andrea sometimes forgot about hispredicament but then was brought back to reality from time to time bysome mockery or by being referred to as "she" or "girl". He was even hiton by a guy who was not from his school. But that became almost nastywhen the guy was enlightened about Andrea's real gender by some friends.Nevertheless, he survived the evening and all in all it.