My breath catches slightly in my throat. Not the rain.The bench she leads me to is covered by the tent, but only barely. Wind shifts and rain blows in...sideways and up and down and we sit there. Staring at each other. Saying little. She makes this expression. As hard to describe as she is. For what adjectives run together to make a person like her. It's sad, hangdog, heartbreaking. I have no idea why. Or what it means. Or what I should do. All I want to do is kiss her. Instead I smile at her,. He gains complete control of her soul, the ability to change her every thought and dictate her deepest darkest desires. He also gains total control of her body, her physical form, to shape her into whatever form he wishes for her, whatever vision of beauty or horror he sees fit. No woman can resist my master. The woman of his choosing will changed into whatever he wishes and do whatever he wishes. “That’s horrible!” I cried out. “To be changed into whatever someone else want’s you to be! How. As it began building deep in her loins, her entire body was jerking and writhing, and Becky was moaning loudly as her orgasm fully engulfed her body. "Oh my God! DADDY!!! You’re making me cum so hard!! OOOHHH!!!” she cried aloud, as wave after wave of absolute pleasure raged through her wildly jerking body. “Oh, Daddy! It feels like I’m gonna explode! Don’t stop! Finger me! Oh, fuck! I’m cummmiiinnnggg!!”Bill held his convulsing, squealing daughter tightly in his arms, feeling her cunt clasp. Does your mother know about this, Xander?”“Umm ... no,” Xander said. “She won’t be home for another fifteen or twenty minutes.”“OK, call her when she should be home,” Mrs. Wyatt said. “Xander, put your shoes and socks back on. Turn your shirt right side out too. Honey, re-button your blouse. You missed a button in your hurry. I will try to keep Emily from seeing what I am seeing. She is too young to see this sort of thing.”“OK Mom,” Taylor agreed. The two teens redressed quickly, not wanting to.