Breaking her would provide him with a greater pleasure than breaking the wild submissive sluts did.He looked down at the little slut squirming in pain... He could tell that she had been crying for a long time. When she saw him she croaked out, “Please sir. Please untie me. I’ll do anything that you want.”Howard released the hog tie so he could set her sitting upright on the couch and then placed a container of water at her mouth. “Would you like some water little slut?” She nodded gratefully and. Dry me off and let's go back into the bedroom". Well that's not the instruction you turn down so I enjoyed rubbing her dry with a soft, fluffy towel, paying extra attention to her breasts, bum and between her legs. I got to see the soft blonde hairs that lightly covered her mound, almost undetectable except up close.Back in the bedroom I was told to sit on the sofa and relax. Have a drink she said and as I poured a couple of gin and tonics, I watched her get dressed again. This time. Shelly had always been big, she had finally given up on trying to lose weight. Now at 5’4” and 280, she had learned to accept who she is, and accept that in this small town, she would probably remain single, besides she didn’t have time to think about it, there is a 10-year reunion to plan. She is in charge of tracking down alumni and sending the invitations, and there it is, his invitation. She held it for a long time, and remembered, she had such a crush on him in high school, but never told. Brad glanced sideways at his daughter and inhaled deeply. Her hair was tickling his arm and her sweet smell enveloped him. He looked down at her young body, able to look down her top from this angle, and felt his mouth go dry as he glimpsed a hint of her pink nipple. His heartbeat quickened, his mind muddled, and he moved his gaze down between her legs and looked at her bare thighs, running his gaze up until her smooth skin disappeared behind the fabric of her bikini. Brad felt the arousal take.