I noticed she had some freckles. “Boys think about girls a lot. About their bodies mainly and about sex, which they of course do not understand, but...know they want to do, have to do, I guess. It’s a drive you know, copulation.” “But you do, I mean, you’ve done it so do you understand it?” she sniffed. “Not really, but I’ve done it more than most guys my age I guess. I still think about regularly, all the time.” I was surprised that she knew I was experienced, lawn cutting and grass widows had. The oil is warm from the sun and when it touches my pussy lips it feels so good. You rub it all around massaging my clit. It is very, very wet and you continue to massage me. You are just sitting up watching me lay there receiving this pleasure from your hands. You use both hands now, one still massaging my clit and you insert your fingers from the other hand in my pussy. You start with only one finger and start slow. You hear the moans that I let out as I move my hips to the motion of your. Well what are you curious about? You can ask me anything sweetie Ummm&hellip, Well&hellip, Does it feel good? she stuttered Of course it does baby, thats why grownups do it. I responded quickly It didnt seem like mommy liked it though, just you, and you really liked it. She shot back Mommy liked it, she just wasnt as noisy as me. I lied to her, as I sat next to her on her bed. There was a long pause between us as we stared into each others eyes, hers big, blue and confused. I was beginning to. ?Cuff her legs, and get the leash.?Dumare was powerless to stop Slaver cuffingher legs so she could walk with small steps, and then fixing a collar aroundher neck like that put on animals. Even though she was wrapped up in fear andrage, Dumare had to admit these people were thorough. ?Walk down thehill,? Mistress ordered, producing a heavy whip from a pocket.Dumare began her walk of shame down thehill, and was very thankful that there was no one to watch this procession buther captors.?While we.