..”“Go on.”“But I don’t know. I’m afraid. I’m afraid I’ll do something stupid and regret it.”“We’ve had a wonderful afternoon an... evening together. You don’t have to make any decisions. Be my friend. Be my companion and we’ll get to know each other a little better and take it from there. How about that?”“That’s a rational, thoughtful approach. I’m not sure I’m any good at that. That’s what scares me. I do, not you.”“Alright, it seems like maybe you’re stuck between two sides of an issue. What’s. I was there. When, when they killed her. You were? Was your dad? No. I was home and I heard her scream in the backyard. I ran out but stopped just before they could see me. Behind a tree, I watched the bastard slit her throat and they carried her away. I just&hellip,. Whatever. That was almost 16 years ago, so&hellip,. Oh&hellip, My sister said she was there but, I know for a fact thats not true, Dallas said. Whyd ya say that? What if she was there? She said my parents got shot but, they were. It was fucking huge, hard and throbbing. I could see pre-cum leaving a clear trail from the head down the shaft, the sweet, shiny juices glistening on his dark cock. He pointed his weapon at my pussy and inched closer as he continued to stroke it. I felt the massive head touch my tender swollen pussy, pressing on my sensitive clit. His cock mixed his pre-cum and my creamy pussy juices together as he rubbed it all over my throbbing pussy, using it as lubricant to prepare me for his cock. Easily. She's still wearing her black latex bitchsuit, shortening her legs and arms by binding them in half. The black latex covering her body except for her boobs, ass and pussy. She walks out head first on her elbows and knees and I see her beautiful face with her hair tied back, gag in her mouth and her black collar round her neck.I tell her to sit and she does although wincing due to her tail plugged into her ass. I close the cage behind her and walk over to her. I take the gag out her mouth whilst.