Why do I want nothing more than to be yours? My body aching, just wanting to feel your love. My teeth stay smashed into my lip, trying to stay quiet, ...o as to not make you mad, just wanting to please you, day in and day out, but getting nothing in return. Your hand on my head, my eyes shooting their glance to you while soft purrs fill my throat, eyes glancing between lips and eyes, making me blush and bite my lip in embarrassment. Why can’t I be myself around you? Why do I feel so imperfect? . ’ ‘What are you doing tonight?’ I asked. ‘I have no plans. I’ll probably stop somewhere on the way home and eat, then hang out at home.’ ‘Come home with us.’ ‘Ok. Shall I eat first?’ ‘No. Come hungry. We’ll cook dinner together and hang out. I’ll enjoy having you around.’ Mark spoke with Joan and she asked if he minded stopping at the market and picking up a few things for her. She gave him a list and some money. When she gave him the money his mind went to ‘I have plenty of money’. His gift. There appears to be no first-hand knowledge or evidence. Unlike almost everything else, there are no pictures, much less video.”She said that it is a practice. The practice spread from these villages to the estates and the surrounding villages. The estate women even participated in festivals while belly riding. Until real civilization came and the recriminations of the civilized world. The practice died out as a result of guilt and condemnation. Except in the remote villages where it began.. Now I want my turn to suck and ride your strap-on till I can't take anymore hard fast and deep and by the way I have never done anything but finger myself silly. Here is my adress come at 7pm. I'll be ready for you hot and horny. AS Tess walked down the hall Kat just watched in awl what sould she do did she have a choice or not? As she drove home she thought back to friday and the redhead that must have been Tess's mother she was no frist timer and had a body to die for, but her daughter small.