Our discussions about the dresses were so in depth, they carried onwell into the second meeting. And by that point it had become clear tome that, like...pretty much every little girl and grown up woman, each ofthese men had their own secret bridal fantasy, and for the very firsttime they felt comfortable enough to share it with someone. They alltalked about what their dream dresses might look like, and how theyimagined they would feel given the chance to wear it. So, I decided tohelp make their. He mauled her bruised ass, bringing a new kind of humiliation, before unbuckling her legs and flipping her back over, making her cry out when her cheeks hit the bed. He buckled her ankles back to the bedposts and crawled up in between her legs. "Are you ready to be a good girl for me?"Despite the fire on her ass and the humiliating warmth in her pussy it brought, she glared at him through a tear-streaked face."I'll take that as a no. But don't worry, you'll be begging soon enough."She doubted. ”“Of course Don Joseph! «Arrivederci».”“«Buon viaggio, figlio mio».”I walked out and went to find Joyce.“I’ve been given an order to take you on a nice date.”She giggled, “Then I guess you have to!”“Do you have your car?”“No. But let me talk to Larry. He can ride home with his parents if I can borrow his car.”She came back in a moment and dangled car keys in front of me.We said our goodbyes and got into Larry’s Mazda. We rode in silence. I wasn’t sure what to say, and she wasn’t saying anything. The teen went straight to her room and closed the door. John waited until he figured the teen had just about enough time to take off her school clothes and then he eased open her bedroom door.The teen had just taken off her skirt and laid it on the bed with her blouse that she’d already taken off. Cindy was now clad in only her bra and panties as she turned around and saw John standing in her bedroom doorway ogling her. The young blonde put her arms up to cover her breasts and hatefully said,.