.. I knew what I had to do. She was sat on my left, and I reached over with my right hand to grab her ass. She let out a little squeal as though she l...ved being treated rough. I started to massage and grope her ass and said "Do you prefer rough or soft" she replied with, "I'm not that old, fuck me as hard and as rough as you can and I'll tell you after" as I but her glossy lips.So with this extra drive age had given me to fuck her, I put my jeans down to release my hard dick, and she. Yes I deserved to be punished for what I did, but not beaten. As a child, I feared him, as an adult I came to accept and give him respect, but only to conditionally love him. I still cannot forgive him for those beatings. No one will do that to me again, not Craig, or anyone. How could Craig want to inflict pain like that on me and say he loves me? What else don't I know about him? Could I ever trust him again? Confused and mad the tears finally began to roll down her cheeks. Soon she was. We sat on my sleeping bag bed and looked at one another as the sun set in the sky and turned everything to dark. That was when we started exploring one another with our hands, our fingers, and our tongues. In the dark I touched ever inch of her body as if we had done it a thousand times. She had no inhibitions about me feeling her up, playing with her breasts, and fingering her pussy. She was doing similar things to my body. She loved my hard cock and kept playing with it I told her that if she. I wore stiletto heels and nothing else. The suit clung to me like paint and shaped very clearly all the right spots. Everybody at the party could even see my camel toe…The party itself was funny and so intriguing. I could figure out a lot of the people there I had met before at Victor’s office; but some of the costumes were really very good. A very tall man wearing a mask from his nose up and dressed like a Caribbean pirate, paid a lot of attention to me since we entered the banquet room. He.