Igirlishly walked up the stairs to my room and put my sweater on. It camedown to my elbows, covered my shoulders then came down to about mybreasts, it...was open in the front and had no buttons but it was cute likemom had said and looked good with my dress.When i came back down and walked to the front door where everyone wasstanding Mike commented, "Wow you even walk like a girl now." i smiled."Ah, thanks."So we all got in Dad's Range Rover. I made sure to slide in like a girland put my dress. The dog had taken me, was taking me, now. He was possessing my body, making it his.I don’t remember the rest all that clearly. I remember thrusting against his ass —which was now pressed to mine, his body facing away— and feeling my insides spasm in that particular fit of passion that a man’s body was capable of inflicting upon mine, my womb gripping his penis tightly..It was over far too soon, despite the fact that he possessed far more stamina than any lover I had been taken by previously.. I entered quietly, left the trey on a small table, and decided to stay yet for half a minute and enjoy his beauty. He was deeply asleep, his breathing soft and quiet. Left leg was out as well as most of his left arm and chest. Hairy chest. I felt like fainting in one moment because he was beyond handsome, and just a foot from me. Them guided probably by some dreamy forces, or by my secret dreams, he moved a bit, showing me his white briefs. I stopped breathing, wanted this moment to last. His. ? Her captor straddled her, then tore off thetop of her dress to expose that proud bosom.??He released her breasts from the cups of her brassiere and bit hernipples a few times.? She shriekedobligingly.? Then, as he had with herdaughters, he licked the tears from her face.?Finally, he entered her. Momma was not nearly so tight as her babies, but it stillhurt going in.? Her scream joined thoseof the other women:? a shrill and bitterchorus.? Then she cried out:? ?O, gar happampuchi-nani . . ..