He looks so handsome with his short black hair and brown eyes and every day I think how lucky I am to have such a sexy manager. He walks down the corr...dor, the confidence flowing from him. "Morning pet, how are you?" he asks, whilst standing in front of me and tilting my head so that I'm looking into his eyes. "I'm good, thank you, Master, how are you?" I reply, still speaking shyly after all these years. His demanding and manly voice responds. "I'm well, my pet. Now, have you got the paper. ‘It’s beautiful.’ She kissed her gently. ‘You’re beautiful.’ Branwen moaned into her mouth. Breaking the kiss Vala sat up. ‘But now you have a job to do.’ Branwen shuddered and suppressed another moan, ‘Yes Mistress.’ * * * Darkness filled the sky outside the small window of the sitting room when a soft knock sounded at the door. Vala was seated at her desk making several notes of items that were yet to be done for the banquet. Thankfully she thought, the list was now quite short. Branwen. Go ahead and start when you're ready and stop any time you need to." "Okay." She sat still for a little bit and changed. She looked the same but she wasn't. It wasn't natural. "My twin brother Chris has always loved me and tried to protect me. I'll love him just as much, forever.__________ Hope's dad: "Dad....was drunk that night....when he raped me the last time. Chris heard him. He called the cops. Dad went to jail. He hasn't looked at me since that night. Not even. . you do know it all, don't you, baby?" Barbara gasped, her mind filled with delicious amazement at the obscene skill of his fiery tongue! "But Barbara doesn't believe you learned that all by yourself! You... you've had a very sexy teacher... oohhh... !" Again, he was taunting her tiny puckered asshole, until finally she felt his tongue tip burning a wet path slowly upward toward the sensuously swollen lips of her smoldering cunt! A tremor of impassioned animalism brushed over the nerve-ends of.