Lind howled. All three of the girls grimaced at that sound because it sounded like severe pain. I eased off the harshness but placed five or six more ...lows on her catching her cunt and smashing her clit in the process. Each blow brought a fresh howl, as it was obvious that Lind was feeling serious pain.Then I stopped. I pushed her off my legs onto the ground and said, "I hope you, Lind, have learned a lesson and that the rest of you will not need such a lesson. Lind lay on the ground on her. So much going on.I kissed her just below her ear and reminded her that “I loved her.” This wasn’t shocking news to her. We tell each other those words all the time, but normally it’s a harmless reminder. However, this time, when I said it, she pulled me a little tighter pressing her tits against my chest. Now and then we feel a special level of electricity between us. Leaning back, I looked at her for a moment and then kissed her. Normally our friendly little kisses lasted a moment or so. At first her efforts succeeded, but as Liana’s visits continued Crista felt a twinge of jealousy stemming inside of her. By the end of the first week Liana’s exploits in Study Room 7 had become a daily occurrence, and Crista found herself more and more mesmerized by what played out before her eyes on the monitor screen. Her body betrayed her as well, her hard nipples often poked lewdly against whatever top she was wearing, and more than once she reached into her pants to find her panties damp. He was 5'10 and in good shape with short dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. I had never looked at my father as sexy but all my friends would tell me how good looking he was. My mother left my father and I when I was only 4 to move in with her new boyfriend. I had never really seen my father date since then.After my father and I got home, I went to take a shower and head to bed. It was about ten in the morning and I awoke to this strange feeling. Something was holding my arms up. I felt a hand.