His main regret was that he knew his brother would never keep up with Eve’s libido, that somehow it was going to cause him grief. “No,” he said,...“It was just time to move on.”“So where are you going to take me when you decide to ask me out? Is it someplace special?”“It’s only special because it is the first time, I’ve asked ... maybe just a beer?”“How about 6:30,” Beth said, “for about an hour or so; I have to get back and do some studying.”They went to an old German bar called the Rathskeller. The mingled taste and scent was unique, and enticing. She shuddered – with pleasure – as she thought about using the crop on the beautiful woman.Mary leaned down and lapped up the dribbles on Penny’s chest, and then moved to the redhead’s lips. The two kissed, and Mary cleaned up all of the wetness decorating Penny’s face. Curiosity caused Kayla to wave the crop, testing out how it felt in her hand.“It feels good, doesn’t it, darling?” Mary remarked as she climbed up on the table. “Try it. . .......Kat We went upstairs and while Kat was in the bathroom I stripped off and got in bed I slowly began to rub my dick getting ready. Kat came into the room in just her underwear her big tits looked amazing squashed into her bra that must have been a size too small to show off all her cleavage. She climbed into bed and as we kissed I began to rub her pussy through her underwear. She was getting wet so I slipped my hand into them and began to rub her clit and then moved one then two of my. Cutting was my way of escaping the pain of knowing that all I was, was a reminder to my mother of my father, and as a disappointment to her for all the things I did. I found my dad’s service knife when I was twelve. I was at home after school, waiting for my mom to get off work. I missed him and went to my mom’s room and to her closet to his gear. He had three knives, a military grade throwing knife, a combat knife, and a Swiss Army knife with multiple different things in it like a corkscrew, a.