Maggie was determined to be the very best of girls and did everything her mother and father and the priest in church told her little girls should do t... please the "almighty" up on high.She brushed her hair every night.She bathed every morning even if the water was cold.She studied her lessons at every chance.She helped her mother in the kitchen when the other girls were outside playing.She always let her sisters borrow her things because she liked to make them happy.She never said a bad word. She stood there laughing, holding her massive cock.Your pathetic! She pushed my legs up and to the side, spit on her cock and slammed it in. I cried out, mumbling through my gag. She grabbed my tit and started slapping it. Her cock slammed over and over. My cock tiny she laughed as she flicked it. You need to pay for waisting my time you little pussy she yelled. You pay with you ass around here! She pushed my feet to my head bending me in half. I was about to break her big cock pulled. “EEEEEEEEIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAA!!!” I screamed, my voice getting hoarse.He lashed me several more times, pausing between each, as I continued to scream. He moved all around me, lashing my breasts and all the way down the front of me to just above my knees. My screams eventually subsided to loud yelps as I was becoming numb to the pain.“By the Gods... please... have... mercy... “ I begged, blacking out again.*****My next memory was of Kelmane shaking me back to consciousness. I was still hanging by. An der Anmeldung saß ein junger Kerl, dem ich mein Rezept präsentierte. Wir vereinbarten die 10 Termine, die laut Rezept vorgesehen waren. Den ersten Termin vereinbarten wir direkt für den nächsten Tag um 7 Uhr morgens. Auf meiner Terminbestätigung stand der Name Olga als Therapeutin. Im weiteren Verlauf der Termine tauchte insgesamt sechsmal Olga auf der Bestätigung auf. Viermal hieß der Therapeut Andreas. Den Namen Olga assoziierte ich sogleich mit einer stämmigen Frau, die nicht zimperlich.