My shoulders pushing between your knees. You reach down and grab my throat with your strong hand pulling me up taller on my knees. I close my eyes but...stretch as tall as I can for you. I feel your hand leave my throat only to feel a slap across my face….not a hard one…but one that definitely gets my attention. My eyes fly open and I stare straight at your face. “Don’t you dare try to hide, kitten. Today is the day…the day that the old you leaves forever….never to return. Do you understand?”. " Well, most of that I understand, except the twinkling specs of blue," Beriwen replied. "The emerald green you see in me is Eldritch. The three elder races; Elfen, Tarran, and Thangdaemon all manifest Eldritch in different colors. It is because of our different physiologies. Blue is the color of a Tarran which makes Tristan's specs unusual. Does anyone else have unique coloring?" Well, Anastasia also has specs of blue, but not as bright as Tristan's" Dunin replied. "What do you think it. Harry whispered 'don't rush, take your time we have all day to enjoy this.' Harry slowly sunk his man tool into my anus a little at a time, when he had got about half his penis into my stretched butt hole, he began to hump back and forth. It was pure torture, having his humongous sex tool slide back and forth in my anus. I let my legs go and grabbed hold of Harry's upper arms and tried to dig my fingers in to his muscle, I wanted to induce some pain to him as he was to me. Harry didn't seemed. He came round one day with his portfolio of photos and sketches to show us a large number of them featured Anne taken and sketched at the club all of her in the nude, though there were a couple of others that had been taken of her clothed, but we couldn't remember when he would have been when she was wearing them. I had to admit though he was very talented and when he asked if he could do a painting of Anne we both agreed if we had the option to buy it. So for the next six weeks Anne would sit.