I couldn't help it, but the giddy feeling was stillthere. I floated over to the refrigerator and poured two glasses ofjuice. I gave one to Peter and...sat there for a few minutes, watchinghim eat, thinking how cute it was how he shoveled so much food in hismouth at once. Just like a guy!For the first time that morning, that thought made me pause. ?What wasthat? I'm a guy, for Christ sakes. Aren't I?' But I sure didn't feellike one that morning, as I felt my freed breasts shift with. Realising how much this had meant to her, and how innocent and fragile she truly was, made me remember my place and my responsibility: whatever people might say, I took good care of my toys. I would make sure she felt safe and cherished as I made her mine. I would defend her and teach her, control her and train her, until she learned her own incalculable worth, and she stood upright and proud, strong and confident, looking at the world in the eye and yielding to no-one but me. Was I falling for. She smiled back, pussy tingling like crazy. He pulled his finger out of her twat and his hand out of her shorts. He gripped the waistband of her shorts and tugged her raising her ass eagerly off the couch and allowing him to slide them down her legs. She pulled first one foot out of her shorts, and then the next. Her beautiful pussy was now exposed to him. The perfect triangle of her bush surrounded the swollen pink lips of her vagina. He threw Ashley’s shorts on the floor where it landed right. Oh good now we are getting somewhere. I wonder if the Reverent Caldwell would mind if I came by and hour earlier? I bet he would not, that man is probably as hot and horny and raring to go as I am.”Cindy took another shower, applied a bit of seductive makeup, and dressed in her conservative black suit. The skirt was longer than she preferred, but she figured if she ran into any other church members she would look presentable. When she was done pampering she noticed it was time to go. “Girl, you.