PLEASE, BETTY!" She criedconvincing tears.Betty hesitated. It was true, it would be a life long dream to beVeronica. But it sounded so crazy! Earlier ...he would be sure Ronnie wasplaying a joke on her, but not now. Mr. Lodge did blame his daughterand was very nasty to her."Okay! If it's that important to you! I'll do it." She laughed, shakingher head. Ronnie was certainly eccentric! But she was rich enough toafford it.Veronica hugged Betty. "Thanks Betty, you don't know how important thisis to. "Faster?" Yes," she gasped.He responded first with his fingers, slipping them between her folds to wet them before returning to her clit. The two digits flashed back and forth over her hood, frequently exposing the sensitive bud beneath to direct stimulation. Then his cock began to stab into her - fast and deep.The pain faded into a distant memory as ecstasy like nothing she'd ever felt flooded through her. Her breasts bounced under the assault, and she cried out with every thrust. She felt the. I grabbed my uniform for work and shoved it in my bag. I had to leave soon so I could be at Brent’s before he got there. I headed for the door and heard “ Have fun” from my mom’s room. “WHATEVER!” I shouted back. I would regret that shortly. The drive to Brent’s was long and bumpy, I was shaking by the time I pulled in the parking lot of the apartments. I sat there waiting for a few minutes for him to get home. As I slid the panties off, I was nervous and scared and excited all in one. I didn’t. He was at the junction of real space and a singularity of terror.?This is the first time that I have ever seen our members donating to another account!?She paused and her hand drifted down to the waxen and tan mark where the flesh had been melted like white chocolate under the heat of the brand. Her finger traced the word in an almost affectionate way. Every curlicue was clear, a perfect line that would mark him forever.Mistress squatted, her knees parted by the thickness of her thighs. Latex.