It felt weird to have him intentionally touch places he used to avoid.Despite the fact that he had just raped her, she did not feel any danger sitting...on his lap. What more could he do at this point? She only began to panic when she felt his cock getting hard again. The moment it rose, the tip began to press against the wet opening of her cunt. If she did not resist, she was definitely going to lose her virginity the proper way in the next few minutes.She broke away from their kiss and stared. I have a fetish for cheerleading uniforms.  While I was in college I also grew a liking for shoes. Not heels or anything too obviously feminine. Mostly casual and athletic. By the time I was a junior, I had collected an entire stash of shoes. I had keds, Nike, Reebok freestyle mids, a large collection of casual Wal-Mart shoes and an assortment of cheerleading shoes. My cheerleading shoes were Nike (2), Converse and AHH yes, Asics. I had two pair of Asics. Before each purchase, I often. “Bartleby, we shall return to England for a short stay. There has been a terrible accident, and my parents died. I have to return to settle my affairs. I would like for you to accompany me.”“The commander? D-dead?” Bartleby choked. Then his eyes filled with tears. “He was such a good man, Sir! Such a gentleman! Never a bad word for me!”He was sobbing now and Thomas stood to pat the man’s back.“He never had a reason to speak harshly to you,” Thomas said gently. “You always gave him your best. .. Don't tell me ... You peeked into mine as well... ?" Of course. Happy birthday, Master..." She hugged and kissed him on the cheek... ... just as Anna appeared in the corner of his eyes. She just froze for a while before finally approaching him. She tried to act as if nothing had happened, but he noticed it. Her long golden hair was braided with a pretty red ribbon. She wore her usual priest suit, which shaped her petite body perfectly. A metal mace hung on her belt. The light wind played her.