My parents are back asswards in their mindset. They don’t even believe in electric cars. I love them. But I also wish I could just tell them to get ...ucked.”I’d heard this before. Svetlana’s family was that kind of family that when someone asked you “So how’s your family?” you would answer “Well, you know. You pick your friends, not your family”.Meaning that most people would never pick this family for anything. They cared a lot about Sveta. But also had no idea what they were doing, or so it. For the first time in days she did start to feel a little hungry so re-heated a little of Phoebe's broth. Could it be she was getting over Richard a bit now? Could it be that thoughts of Lena were helping the process? She decided to go upstairs and lay on her bed for a while. She looked over at the sleeping girl. She was fascinated by watching the young breasts rising up and down rhythmically and the way the girl's brown hair was spread out like a fan over her pillows. Lena was certainly one. He would wait for me on his knees, in only his boxers, and I would arrive at his house ready to go. He did as he was told. I entered the room to find him on his knees, head down with his hands behind his back, like a perfect submissive, like my perfect slut girl does so well.I knew I would have so much fun with this. "You did what I told you," I said. I tied his hands behind his back; I knew he would struggle if I forced him to take that big cock of mine from behind. "Look at how hard you are!. I turned tail and started pumping my legs.I don’t know how long I ran. All I know is that my body soon started to tire. My heart was pounding. My lungs were on fire. My legs muscles felt like they could tear at any moment. But still I ran, putting one foot in front of the other until…Something big hit me. It rammed me with such force I was sent flying through the air before slamming down onto the pavement. The wind was knocked out of me, but I didn’t care. I flipped onto my back and stared in.