Melissa loves you. Last night, she told me to ‘take care of her girl.’ Paul is quite willing to worship you. If I ever stepped away, he would be t...ere instantly to care for you.” I grinned. “That’s just one reason that I don’t want you ever far from me.”Karen jumped me kissing me and crying and hugging me. “You are a wonderful, dear man. Is it any wonder that I love you?” She kissed me for a long time. “You make me feel valuable. I don’t want you to ever to be far from me.” We kissed and hugged. Right Madam?He paused very briefly looking at her eyes, but his eyeballs roaming frequently on her whole body. Nirmal: Suppose I bring a school dress for you Madam, the white top and the pleated skirt, I can bet you cannot wear it as even if you can get your legs into the skirt, it will not go up your hips. Madam, you are very plump there. And for the top, surely you will not be able to close a single button of the top even if you are braless as you are right now. So was I wrong Madam if I. He grabs my wrists and holds them above my head, and I explode again and again, screaming out loud. I feel him thrust hard and his seed fills me. He collapses on top of me, still buried in my cunt. "Who owns you? " his eyes are hard. "You do Master." I avert my eyes. "Look at me." he hisses. "Are you only mine?" he watches me intently. He knows I am a handful. In some ways easy to control, in other ways exasperating. I pause. I never lie to him. My lip trembles. He sits up quickly , and leans. Afton replied, “Oh, it’s not too bad, it just hurt for a few minutes, nothing to worry about!” “Well,” Miss Richards rejoined, “I want you to come to my office for a minute so I can give it one more look.” Afton, in just her bra and panties, followed the teacher into her small cubby hole of an office at the far end of the locker room and sat down in the visitors chair and extended her left leg so Miss Richards could inspect it. “See,” said the eighteen year old said, “no problem, it feels just.