Meanwhile the woman cuts my pants and pulls them down, she starts running the blade along my skin cutting me in some places, she says in my ear "mmm y...ur marked as ours now". I feelmy cock start to grow as I hear these word, it made of been because of fear but I felt so hotso intent on the inside that I began to suck on his organ as I did I heard him mood and he slowed down, I started to lick his tip and push my tongue his cock hole, I heard him gasp right before he tell the women to give his. If you believe this is real, you should not be reading this. It all comes from an overactive imagination.The next morning she awoke with start. Damn if her fingers weren’t sticky again. She hardly thought twice as she licked them clean.What she did think of was what she had done in front of her son and those damned pictures! She had to figure a way to talk him out of ever having anyone look at them.She got out of bead and looked at what she was wearing. Those damn panties that were made from. Could we go somewhere else? I don’t really want Peter overhearing and getting giddy.” Katie replied while trying to smile un-awkwardly. “I’d invite you to mine but I can’t think you’d want to be there, with me. Especially on Christmas eve.” Offered Lucy. “I’d love to, let me get my things and I’ll meet you outside.” Katie said before hopping off her stool to get her things, leaving Lucy feeling that tiny bit better about herself that she hadn’t completely ‘fucked it up’ with her. Katie exited. When he turned back she saw it was a gem on a length of silver chain. ‘That looks expensive.’ she remarked. ‘Oh, er, it’s just… just a prop. Really cheap actually. Yeah, not worth anything.’ He dangled it in front of her face and started it spinning. Dylan took a deep breath, ‘I want you to look deeply into the crystal, to see the shapes within its depths. You are starting to relax, to let yourself delve more deeply within its depths,’ he chanted in a monotone. Cara giggled interrupting the.