That you allow me to mark you, to tease your body…to torture it…fills me with such pride and love for you.” He pauses to look up at me, before c...ntinuing on. “It also turns me on to no end, and brings out some pretty heady sadistic tendencies. I confess that I love to watch you squirm as I edge you, to see you on the brink of madness as your need to orgasm passes beyond the point of pleasure. My cock throbs when I hear you gasp with each slap of my hand against your bare ass, or whip of the. She was standing between me and the open changing room door. I reached up and moved her hair off one side of her face, stroking her cheek as I did, then brushing the back of her neck. Her eyes closed and she gasped and let out a small moan. She looked back at me, lust definitely in her eyes, then took some steps back into the changing room. I followed her in and locked the door behind me. As soon as I had, I stepped towards her and pushed her into the mirrored wall. She grunted but did not. I jumped out of the sleeping bag and went after Lucy. Lucy tried to retreat, but there was no where to go in the small tent. I tackled Lucy and grabbed her silky white v-crotch panties. Lucy made a weak and futile attempt to prevent me from ripping her panties off. Seconds later I threw her silky panties too the side. I stared at Lucy's almost smooth vulva, the only thing that kept it from looking like a prepubescent pussy was a light stubble of reddish colored hair. I wanted to dive on. Packets and parcels were deposited in the towns’ coaching inns, and the inns’ post boys sent out into the neighbouring area with the mai. I looked at the rectangular package, well wrapped in thick brown paper, firmly tied with hemp, and sealed at the knots with blobs of red wax.The address was concise.GreenawayChâteau BlanchardValenciennesFrance“Who would send me a birthday gift?” I said. “My family never have before, and although I have reached the milestone of halfway to my three score and.