Her breasts stung, the sharp tacks tearing into her flesh, unable to keep still, moving around, trying to relieve some of the pain. The worst were the...ones that had punctured her nipples. One had pierced the tip. Every time she breathed, her chest heaving brought about excruciating pain. But she had other problems to worry about. Father John hands were returning to her body. She could feel his hands running up and down her legs, knowing that he would not be content until he reached up under her. I said s*s that might hurt you.But you PROMISED,I want it NOW,YOU PROMISED,YOU PROMISED.she really got mad and started taking her gown off and she slapped me (it didnot hurt she has little hands)she pushed me and started hitting me in my chest.You promise give me Booty Love,and started crying.she stomped away and got in the bed.but naked and crying.(I was thinking Damm she is a Spoiled Little Brat,this Heffer is becoming a little Slut).As I looked at her cute little ass,I felt a stirring in my. I was just sounding your name. I have a thing about names ... yours is different. I like it. I don't think I've meet anyone named Reid before. Your last name is Christopher, right?" That's right." Reid Christopher ... You have a last name for a first name and a first name for a last name. I'll bet a lot of people get them mixed up. I'll bet you get called Chris a lot." It happens," he replied."How did you get named Reid? Is it a family name?" We have a tradition in my family of naming boys with. Fir thoda aage gyi to ek diwar thi uske piche log moot karte the mene socha kyu na mai bh kar lo kyuki tym bhi 4:30 hi hua tha mai uske piche jakar abhi lower n penty ko niche karne k liye baithi hi thi tabhi ek budha aaya waha pe or moot karne laga hum dono opposite side me the diwar ki mere se bhi control nhi hua or mai bhi moot di usko maloom nhi chala lekin mootne k baad vo aadmi hila nhi jab mene dekhne ki kosish ki magar dekh nhi payi lekin tabhi mene ek chota sa hole dekha jab mene diwar.