Somehow the blood made him seem real, after all he must be alive to bleed, tentatively he licked the blood along the cut, yes it was real, nothing els... tastes quite like it. The bathroom was his sanctuary, the only place he could violate his body. Even though he was looked like a boy, he didn’t want a dick, binding the breasts allowed him to look like the kind of person he wanted to be, because lately, was radically different and got noticed. The other day Petra looked his way, it looked as if. I withdrew them and moved my index finger the short distance to her arsehole and pressed against its tightness. She stiffened slightly, “never done anything there before" with the water and pussy juice, my finger slipped inside easily. She gasped as my finger slipped in about an inch. I let it stay for a couple of seconds then withdrew it. “we can keep that for another day” I said, “I want my cock in that tight cunt"I told her to bend over a bit more, positioned my cock between her lips and. .. should fit I think” and she blushed a little and I saw her nipples suddenly stick out behind her top and I could have just pulled her in there with me but I didn't.I bought the black one with the spaghetti straps and she put it in a paper bag and when she gave it to me I said “Thanks” and she said “Could I... uhm...” and then she blushed again and then she quickly said “Would you like to join our loyalty program?” and I said “No thanks, maybe next time” and she said “Sure” and “Have a nice. The brown nipples winked, inviting him to lick and suck on them.Running Eagle summoned all his spiritual, mental and physical training to resist touching and caressing those inviting, pleasurable orbs of flesh. He continued to strip her of her clothes, poured water on the cloth and slowly washed away the blood and mud from her body. During the cleansing process he couldn’t take his eyes off her hairless pussy, her clitoris and the shy dark pink lips peeking from the slit between her legs. Her.