After a time, she quieted, and put her palm to his breast to feel the pounding of his huge heart.“You will not lose your soul,” she said quietly. ...��For I feel your love as I have never felt love before. Can you tell me that what I feel is not there?”“It is there, Little One. What you feel is true.”“And can you not feel my love for you. There is so much I feel my heart will burst,” she said, smiling warmly through her tears.“Yes, yes…I feel it. Don’t cry. I feel it. Although I do not know how you. I gradually increasedpressure on your nipple, soon reaching the point of drawing blood. You heavedunder me and moaned into the gag and tears began to fall from your eyes.I carefully slid the knife between theside of your panty and your leg, slicing it away on that side. I then did thesame on the other side, but I left them where they were. I traced my way upyour body with the knife and between your breasts. I caressed you using theknife to scratch the skin, knowing that your fear would make it. Amber told him that she wanted Steve to pinch her nipples. With one hand on the wheel and the other on her tits, he squeezed the soft mounds of flesh. I moaned as I remembered what they felt like in my hands. I wanted to reach up and squeeze them myself, but I was afraid of moving too much as Steve shaved me. I didn’t want any cuts. Amber started to get really wet from Steve working her tits. Neither of them made any effort to hide what they were doing, so anyone looking in the car could easily. "Don't so this, Patrick," Megan pleaded."Don't do what? Don't make her accountable for what she did to Amy and Cindi? Bullshit! This fucking nonsense stops right now. I've put up with her tormenting my family members as long as I'm going to. It stops now. When I get back, there won't be a fucking war anymore. Don't mess with me, Megan," I warned."You'll put us right back into the cycles," Megan reminded me."So? Is that worse than this?" I spat, looking at Amy."Patrick..." I have to do this,.