The Edenian council expected her to kill him. She’d been trained to do so. He’d been tried and found guilty. Luciel was his executioner, not his p...rsonal savior. A warm bath by the fireplace in the bedroom drew her attention. Grateful, Luciel submerged herself into the old-fashioned copper tub with a weary sigh and closed her eyes. How am I going to do this? I’ve got to kill him, but...heaven help, me I don’t think I can. The scientists from the Edenian council told her cutting his wings off. He had to swallow hard again, and groaned a little louder, when he saw her swollen cameltoe in her thong. The skirt was way to short now, and didn't cover all of her crotch, and rode almost halfway up her ass.Kelly giggled again, "get your eyes back in your head boy," she said, knowing that this was probably driving him insane, because it was driving her crazy as well. She just wanted to go jump his bones and ride his fat cock right now, but she had one more outfit, that she knew he had never. The second lesson was learnt, if you show real love to any girl, she cant live even for 1 hour without knowing about your whereabouts.i came to my senses, hugged her back and told her that i will never leave her without informing, then she told me to continue the evening session. i repeated and moved a little more further, i made her completely naked, as per her lessons, i started playing with her breasts with my tongue, circled her brownish areola with my tongue and bite her nipple tips with. She locked herself in a stall and cried, her tears now unchecked, her throat painfully tight as she tried to stifle her tears. There was a tentative tap on the door. A soft Scottish voice was again asking, ‘Miss MacLean, please, can I help you? After all, we are both MacLean.’ Megan savagely pulled sheets from the dispenser, dabbed at her eyes and wiped her cheeks. She tried to breathe deeply, calmly. Giving a little sniffle, she stood and opened the door. The mother was standing there and she.