She was a protestant and she claimed she wouldend the persecutions. She didn't end persecutions in any way. Shepersecuted all of Marys supports and Ca...holics across the country coweredin terror. That didn't mean in any way I would be free. No one knew aboutme and Elizabeth had all of Marys attendants and counselors executed.Everyone who knew about my plight was dead. So now no one knew I amreally a man and to try to come out and tell people might be a bad thingfor my life. Actually I can't. My. Oh how could you do such a thing. Please."She closed the box and pushed it at me angrily, forcing me to take it back and then she turned and hurried away.Beaten in my spirits and feeling incredibly foolish, I walked into a bar, ordered a double whisky and sat down to steady my nerves.I had tried anyway. It was clumsy, so clumsy and I must have looked like a prize idiot in front of Miss Wilson. Thank goodness I would not have to see her again.Then, to my surprise, Miss Wilson suddenly appeared. I could hear him taking his jeans off and throwing them to the side, my ass was met with a incredibly hard slap. As I whimpered, he spat into my hole and roughly shoved his cock inside me. “I knew you’d come” I laughed. He responded by shoving a pair of panties he brought with him into my mouth”Shut the fuck up, I don’t have long” he growled “I’m breeding your little cunt then leaving”He was instantly going as fast and hard as he possibly could. With one hand pushing my deeper into the pillow. She had the cute, high-pitched voice. The curvy, fuckable figure. The mouthwatering ass. The full, luscious lips that he loved so much. She even had a few mannerism that tailored to his preferences. She whined and whimpered quite often, not knowing that it was torment for Harley. Sarah quite often pouted and begged him for things, knowing that she could get her way by being as cute as she could muster. Little did she know that she wasn't just getting what she wanted, she was exhibiting the.