' `Is that what you are, a monkey, or just a whore-horror to decency?' he mocked her while beginning an 8-inched pizzling of her entrails before Joe c...imbed off her face to hand-crush and twist both of the squealing slag's boobs. `Are you hurting yet?' he wanted to know. `Aaaaah, yes!' Linda wailed, with her loins quaking under the blows of Aaron's prick up her sump-hole. `Good, what you have coming for being a whore-horror to decency and a fuckin' pain in its ass!' Joe roared, before Jamal. Although I liked being on the receiving end, the one being conquered, I now had to help her out, nudge her in the right direction. So that she could find her courage. And so I gently kissed her neck. Her pale, slender neck. She sighed and pushed her body into mine like a cat longing for attention. Amelia enjoyed my kisses for a while, but I could feel her becoming restless. She wanted to be in charge. Eventually, she pulled back, took my head into her hands, looked into my eyes again. It was. ’ The new boy brushed his hair aside. ‘That should make this go by fast.’ He was irritated. ‘Is it fair to add stubborn to the list of things I’ve noticed about you in the last ten seconds?’ The new boy squinted his eyes. ‘Kriss.’ He said finally. Kriss continued reading his book—hiding his eyes once more. Twain pushed it down to the table and stared at Kriss intently, captivated by the striking, and quietly intense eyes Kriss held. The two sat and stared at each other for a time. Kriss broke. ....but it does! I hatethis.....but I LOVE this! Heaven help me.All of this at the hands of my 18 year old daughter. Truly IN her hands.Wow. Bittersweet for sure. I suppose I should have been rebelling andashamed of events that were now happening. But, as always with my innersissy self, all it did was stir up my need for more sexual gratificationand my penis and balls were speaking for me. I WANT Amy to castrate me.Oh lord, could this be real? She was standing in front of me holdingthat.