.. Milo was a lesson learned ... too bad it was more than ten years from mistake to fixing it.The ōdachi scabbard was a thing of beauty, the sheath f...r the wakizashi and the scabbard for the katana matched.The Daisho koshirae was also a thing of beauty but totally wasted on Chaos. If the katana wasn't in her hand she would be wearing it.She called for her box and put the koshirae away. She hung the ōdachi, from the cords that hung around her shoulders, the katana and wakizashi went in the left. With some of the others, especially my favorites, there was an element of playfulness in our encounters, even a little tenderness, but with Courtney, it was just raw, animalistic lust. Fucking for the sheer physical pleasure of it. And fuck her I did. Her eyes were wide, her mouth open as she moaned with pleasure, my hard cock pistoning in and out of her hot little cunt. “Fuck me,” she said, “fuck me hard, fuck me!”Her little body shook as she came, her hair tossing and her hips quivering. . Now helpless, I suffer through about the finest ass fucking I’ll ever have. As he nears coming he grabs my hair, suddenly having a complete turn around, gently slips it between my lips as he asks, “You will please swallow my cum.” Shaking my head yes, he ejaculates; it comes out in pulsating spurts, and it keeps coming out, all of which I do not manage to swallow, but most. After I do, I tell him, “Your balls either work overtime producing that or it’s been a while for you.” Kissing me. Looking at my selections I could not find the one for tonight. I kept sliding hangers to left looking at my choices. I had such girl clothes! Sighing I thought about just going to bed for the night when I heard the door open. Scared I tried to close the closet door, turn off my light, get in bed and take off my skirt, all at once. I didn’t get even one thing done. There I stood, short skirt, wet panties, topless and waiting for my punishment from dad. I froze, standing in front of my open.