We already forgot we were at a party and were lost in our world of pleasure.Then I slowly unhooked her jacket and left her boobs free. Even she was in...no mood to stop this. I unhooked her bra. there it was the most beautiful sight in the world. She had firm boobs. I slowly started kissing her boobs all over. I purposely ignored her nipples.I slowly started making circular movements around the areole which made her mad. She moaned loudly and started pushing her nipple into my mouth. I then. . would you prefer to eat in the dining room, or the kitchen?”“Oh, the kitchen, definitely.”She served me, then stood by the table. “Won’t you sit with me? Aren’t you eating too?”“Well, sir, I ... I was going to eat after.”“Please. Join me; I don’t like to eat alone.”With some apparent reluctance she ladled herself a bowl and sat at the table with me.Oxtail soup, home made, thick and rich. Fresh bread-rolls, home baked, not long out of the oven and still warm and crusty. Water – spring water. Erst einmal würde er sie zur Frau machen.Die junge Nonne schloss die Augen, als sie den Druck an ihrem Jungfernhäutchen spürte. Sie wusste nicht viel von Sexualität, aber sie spürte, dass es bald soweit war. Sie spürte seinen Druck. Den Druck des Mannes, der sie gleich nehmen würde. So sehr ihr der Gedanke auch widerstrebte, so sehr musste nun auch gegen ihren eigenen Körper kämpfen, der sich nach diesem Moment sehnte. Ihre Lippen hatten ein tonloses Nein gehaucht, doch ihr Körper wollte es. It hurts and I still want you to fuck me. It hurts, and you still make me cum. Only a little slut addicted to your cock would do that, right daddy? I was afraid you wouldn’t let me enjoy my kinky thing if you knew it hurt me,” Ann said.“Wendy taught me not to judge other people’s kinks. A little pain that doesn’t damage you is different than pain from an injury or illness. Don’t let it get so sore you need to go to the ER baby,” I said.“I won’t daddy. When I’m sore, it lets me imagine that you.