We break our kiss as I inhale deeply, feeling him squeezing me. He kisses my face and trails down my neck. I know where he is headed and I know I want...this more than anything else.But he has different plans. He knows I am completely at his mercy. He circles my nipples with his mouth, alternating between them. As he centres on each nipple he quickly strokes my cock and then backs off again, just holding me, teasing me. He keeps heading south; his kisses are more passionate, lingering upon my. Hers was actually unbuttoned completely, and tied right below her navel. An inch of skin, and then the waist of her plaid school girl skirt. Only this was a mini skirt. It stopped just short of revealing her pussy. Then white stockings that came up to her mid-thigh with garters disappearing under the miniskirt. A pair of black mary janes on her feet really completed the outfit. she was in proper slave stance, her hands at the small of her back. “Damnnnn” escaped Julia’s lips. Loreena. I had our DNA tested and we are not related. They say she may have k**napped me. I never went to school so please forgive my poor writing skills. I grew up never leaving her side. She often left for long hours or a few days when I was older. But, I never knew anyone or met anyone outside our home. She told me the world was mean and unsafe. That she would protect me.I had to take my medicine (estrogen) every day. I went to the Dr as needed and every few years I had surgery. Mom wanted me to. “Find out if we can take you home with us,” mom offered. “You can work tonight and then I will get you home around ten-thirty or so?”“That sounds wonderful Mrs. Newman. Let me go ask my mother?” Claire said walking briskly away.“That’s awfully nice of you, Mom. I would like to go with you when you take her home, if that’s all right with you?”“You know it will be, Charles. I am so happy for you. She really is a lovely girl.”“Yeah, Mom, I think so, too. She might be the one.”“What do you mean,.