When his hand presses into my lower back, I respond to his kiss with my own tongue; at this, he becomes more passionate. My hands settle on his should...ers as we do so, while he reaches up my dress, as his hands traverse my slender body. Stepping back, he lets the silk drop and kisses me once more in a chaste peck before departing the room. Opening the box, I go to the bathroom to prepare myself before taking out the parcels wrapped in tissue paper. The lingerie fits perfectly, the midnight blue. She went to the front door and opened it. A fairly nondescript man she'd never seen before stood outside. "What do you want?" she said, a little too harshly."Oh, I was in the area and just thought I'd drop by," the man said, his eyes glowing red and a hint of horns starting to emerge from his forehead."Gruthsorik!" Claire gasped and then leapt into his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him deeply. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him. She could feel him changing. Speaking of dessert, where is it?" "It's waiting for you in your bedroom." "Oh, alright." I then excused myself and walked into his bedroom. I turned on a lamp and laid in the middle of the bed, starting to play with my breasts and my ass, rubbing, squeezing and pinching them. I spread my legs out and started to rub my little pussy. I made soft and quiet moans as I started to become wet. My father started walking up the stairs and into his bedroom. He slowly turned the knob and opened the. The few orgasms I have had lately have been horrid, painful affairs, hardly more enjoyable than the beating you gave me last night. The sole exception is the ‘good doggy’ blowjob you bestowed upon me after your first night of marvelous sex with Will, making it clear that I was destined to be a pet at best. You say that you will be so lonely if I leave, but how can I believe that, when you have your lovers at your side, ready to humiliate and hurt me, with a simple phone call. How lonely will.