She aches to free herself from the devil’s grip. A silent tear courses down her cheek as she slowly rises, pulling her chest back, her amber eyes ro...k hard with determination. Taking in a long and shuddering breath, she fills her senses with what the night has to offer. She can smell him in the cool breeze before the rain. Wanting nothing more than to lose herself in the masculine scent that was his. Her flushed skin cools with his tender touch as she prods Midnight forth. Aching for him, not. Please have a slow and good session. she sounded very happy and she told me Marks birthday is in 2 days time and he wants to stay overnight with him in a hotel. i said no. u fuck him in our house and i will arrange a time for u to fuck him when im back. make it feel u took big risk to satisfy him as a birthday gift. but she need to call him and fuck her today and i want to know everything. she keep asking me if im ok? i said yes again. she said she feel bad even though im saying its alright. i. Another time she dressed up. A schoolgirl. A small red checkered plaid skirt. Knee highs. Two ponytails. Nasty. Begging for it. Ass in the air on the bed facing me. She turned her head and looked back. She asked to be taught a lesson. A good one. That was enough to make you come cum right there. Jesus.She was thrown down. Her panties ripped off. Eaten. She moaned and begged like the best of them. Her smell and taste was great.She begged to be choked and spanked. She wanted that. Reginald, you must return to see me tomorrow."The next day, despite forcing himself to eat every meal, he had lost three more pounds and another half-inch. Doctor Geddings sent him to three specialists in Bombay.It was fruitless. After a battery of tests, they had no idea what it was, only that he continued to lose weight and height. Reginald had told no one, had barely believed it himself, but there had been further changes. He had his uniform re-tailored and boot heels heightened, and still.