" Lenore frowned at Delafuente, and jerked her head as indication the platoon should go.A few moments later, the second formation that had been doing ...T on the beach ran – not trotted or jogged – by, none of them giving a second look to the redhead tending an obviously hurting man in the pre-dawn light.What is it about surf that makes it look like it's lit up from within at night? Or that there's a giant black light – the Dark Moon no one ever talks about – lighting it up. Lenore snorted."You. " Having just licked off her own shit from my dick, Keri did not care for the last two bites of casserole so Sara threw the dish in the sink as in and we departed.Sara was quite gifted at molding people into her own private playthings. Within a couple of weeks, Keri's transformation was complete. I doubt there was much that Keri wouldn't do for Sara. Of course, Sara was always one to push the boundaries just to see how far she could take it. They managed to crash a frat party where Keri spent. We watched tv for a while and it was hot summer and she didn’t have air conditioning in her house. We both were sweating, sara said it is soo warm, so I will go and change my dress to something more comfortable, I said I will go and change to my PJ, she agreed After a few minutes I came back, was shocked to see her wearing a very thin t shirt, and a mini skirt. Can see from her t shirt her nipples are pointing out and figured out that she is not wearing anything underneath. When I wear my PJ I. The heavy pliant pearl of her stiffened clitoris absorbed a thrashing of fingertips about its entire length and breadth. Each inhale came, was held, then released with a moan. Lydia had been requested. Her Lady had required it. There had been no hesitation from her for everything between them was shared. Their inseparable lives demanded an attention to the needs of the other and she bent to her task with relish. Even more so: Lydia, with this deed, had become an indispensable confidant. She.