And from what I see today isnt over yet. I could tell that he wanted to say something because his mouth opened but no words came out. I had him, and t...ere was no way for him to back out of it on his end. If he did, all I would have to do is tell my dad that he was trying to look up my skirt and he would be in big trouble. What are you doing? he suddenly blurted out as I ran down the side of the garage toward the box at the far end. Just getting something that I left behind, I said as I stepped. During her heat I cut her hair around the vulva so that it is cleared. When I was in the apartment I often had sore thighs after the protrusions because my legs were bent.Always during these periods of heat I fucked my wife almost every day, I had the balls emptied because I covered Vega 2 times a day when I was rest during the week. I lived for 6 years in this house before moving to the province near Lyon, I fucked well with my bitch when she was in heat, I wanked her and she always oscillated. No boy would ever try to get in those panties Sally. They scream little girl. Don’t touch. Your bra was too easy. First the padding made your breasts too round for the size of your bra and you had goosebumps on your arms and legs when you were talking to me. Your nipples had to be hard enough to cut glass, but there wasn’t even a hint of them pushing out. All the girls there had their hard nipples pushing out their bras. Pat was reaching for the fork she dropped and gave me a good show. Your. .My name is Cassandra. I am keeping this journal at the direction of my daughter Carrie. She says it’s time I informed the world of my status as her slave. She has told me I must tell my story in every detail, from the very beginning. Carrie wants the whole world to see what I’ve become, what she made me into. As you read this it will become clear why I obey her in this, humiliating as it is for me._____________________________Something happened only a few weeks ago that changed my life, my.