He slowly opened her legs and a crawled towards Petra’s wet pussy.Petra had tasted pussy before, but this was different. She was being force fed and...strangely enjoyed being told what to do. She strangely enjoying “serving” Mary-Rose. Suddenly she felt something long and smooth by her now wet snatch. This “something” slowly started rocking backwards and forwards and started getting deeper and deeper inside her. She felt legs being lifted into the air, wide and stretching. Her toes were pointing. Since I grew up in a military family we were always on the move it seemed.I guess in the long run we were luckier than others. Dad was neverstationed overseas, he was injured during WW2 and was now training others.We always were stationed within 400 miles of Chicago, my mother'shometown. Sometimes when dad was gone for long periods of time and faraway we would go back to Chicago and live at grandmothers until the nexttransfer came thru. To give you an idea I lived in 6 locations in 13years. But. She seemed to be getting control of herself and didn't appear to be in the same amount of discomfort that she had been in earlier."Thank you so much, Master. Oh god! Thank you for coming to get me. I thought I was going to start throwing up from the pain in my head. But as soon as I saw you car, the pain started to relent and now it is just a dull headache."Not knowing what to say, I just held her and let her cry on my shoulder.After a few minutes and when she was no longer crying, I moved to. . “Where would you like me to put this?” asked Will, pausing with the mattress in front of him.She looked away from the kitten, continuing to rub its neck while she glanced back at him. “Well, I was thinking maybe ... Um ... If you saw the apartment, you know, maybe you’d get kinda freaked out and then you could just set that up here—”“I’ll lean it up against the wall back here, if that’s okay,” he said. Without waiting for an answer, he waded deeper into the studio apartment, stepping.