“You text too slow,” Holly teased.“Pardon me for spelling, Sissy.”I could almost see her rolling her eyes when she groaned. “What do you me...n you’re not sure? Classes are out for Christmas. You get in the car and drive. If you don’t remember the way, use the GPS on your phone.”“Ha, ha. I’m trying to find a hotel or a friend I can crash with.”“I thought you were going to stay at the house?”“That’s what Mom expected me to do. I really don’t want to be stuck there with everybody. Grandma,. I look at her legs, her exposed breasts, her whole body, and sexual thoughts race through my head. Months ago, it would be nothing but fear and anger. But they drove out any feelings but sexual urges. They made me a horny slut. They made me ashamed to be a horny slut. They made my shame a turn on. The more I'm demeaned, the more I love it. I used to be dominant in bed, but they trained me, like Pavlov's dog."You urge to be fucked by anyone who will, anywhere they will," he said. "Not for your. Phir hum log waps room aa gaye jahan par pahle to maine uski gaand ke chhed par bahut saara tel lagaya jisse ki usko dard naa ho aur mera lund bi uski gaand me aaram se chala jaaye aur uske haatho se apne lund ki thodi maalish bhi karai. phir maine use ghhodi banaya uske gaand ke muh parApna lund rakh diya halka saa jor lagaya mera lund zrara si bhi ander nahi gaya phir maine puri jaan se apne lund ko dhaaka diya to iss baar aadhe se bh jyada lund uski gaand me ghus gaya aur bahut tej chilai. As she was washing some lettuce in the sink Dan came up behind her and reached around to play with her nipples. He surprised her and his touch was almost like a shock, immediately hardening her nipples and releasing a small flood between her legs. His hands closed over her breasts and she pushed herself back against him. Surprise, again! He had somehow shed his own shorts and was as naked as she. His cock was also already hard and the tip began to probe her slit. She responded enthusiastically.