" He paused and then asked, "You know she was married before, don't you?" Yes sir. I don't know the circumstance of the divorce other than Abby took b...ck her maiden name. I figure it's none of my business. If Abby wants to tell me she will; if she doesn't, I really don't care. I will say the guy that let her get away or forced her away is too stupid to even breathe."That brought a smile to his face. Right then, Abby and Mary joined us on the porch. Abby looked back and forth at her father and. I like toying with you and diligently extracting all kind of information with every session, every email, every task. Each time you’re left more exposed and vulnerable than before.You might be wondering if I’d really blackmail you into a life of extreme perversion. Or if I’d totally fuck you over for refusing to do the slutty things, I will demand you to do. The answer is fuck yes. I wouldn’t hesitate. Sexual blackmail is a game to me. I guarantee you, SLUT, that I will get you to do whatever I. And yet, every morning when she woke up and walked to the entrance of her cave, she felt joy in every beat of her heart as the fresh morning air filled her lungs. The birds chirped as though they were talking to her — for birds did not discriminate — the rays of sunlight leaked through the roof of leaves and the morning dew glistened on the grass blades and bushes. The first order of the day was to always groom her hair and her tail. Her long and straight chestnut hair was kept in an orderly. She looked up at me and I could see her smile as her tongue flicked a bit faster. As her tongue was working its magic as I just looked at her and smiled. “Oh God Mel, this is incredible!” I exclaimed. She licked even faster. I felt the pressure building inside me, as I was ready to cum like I had never cum before. My clit was pounding against her tongue and I knew that I would get the release I needed. I grabbed the pillow next to me and put it over my mouth. I was going to cum hard. “Let it.