This was the first time anyone had held me tight for a long time. The first time anyone had simply just cared about me since as long as I could rememb...r. The feeling and the morning sun warmed me quickly.When I could speak, I asked him how many days had passed. "It's been eight days since I chained you to that stake."Eight days! But I had survived. Now that I was starting to warm up, I realised that I felt different. For the first time, I truly felt free of the seed. I laughed, great gales of. She bent over near the kitchen slabs so that I can pull her underwear down and fuck her. This time it went very smoothly as she was already wet inside. As I started increasing my pace, she started screaming like woah, ohhhhhh, fuck fuck fuck meeeee, oh my god this feels so good, fuck your sister, you sisterfucker, I love it etc. I turned her and made her sit on my dick in hall and fuck. It was amazing as she was swinging her ass like a pendulum giving me immense pleasure. She cummed twice but. I could sense James standing up and felt the warmth of his body as he moved closer towards me. When he spoke his mouth could only have been inches from my ear but his voice was soft."You wanted to be controlled, Pam? You wanted to be hurt a little?”“Y... yes,” I stammered. “But…”“Good!” he interrupted. “Well, as it’s your first time I’ll say this slowly and carefully. I am now in control. I am going to play with you. I am going to hurt you. Do you understand?”“Y…Yes,” I mumbled, still a little. "It's about time." she said. Inhaling Heather's scent as I moved my face closer to her pussy, I became aroused in a way I hadn't thought possible. I had always been turned on by the taste and aroma of my own pussy. Licking my fingers after I played with myself and not washing my hands afterwards was something I frequently did. I liked being able taste and smell myself again later. Knowing what I had been doing earlier with my hands. Heather smelled different than I did. I pushed my tongue into.