There was something of malice in his tone, as he only ever said and reiterated whenever we were alone, that it genuinely frightened me, but strangely ...excited me, and as a result, I found John's threat was creeping into my psyche, and John featured more and more in my masturbation sessions.On one particular I managed to arrange a night out in Stockholm, and as John drank as Englishmen do, we took him to a cellar where girls were spanked amongst other things.This was a dark cavernous place with. Taking his soft balls in my hand and playing with them while my mouth and other hand stroke and suck his throbbing manhood. John starts to move my bikini bottoms down and taking them off. Daddy removes my top so my perky B cup breasts are available to play with.John kisses my round firm ass cheeks and spreading them to see my tight little holes.His mouth is watering and leaning down he begins licking my asshole and pussy. Such a sweet, fresh twat. Smelling of innocence and flowers he licks my. That way led to pain and I wanted to stay numb."He has rejected Us, which is worse. It would be easier if he were dead because it would be a clean break that We could maybe heal from." She shook Our head and growled. "Instead, he's kept the bond connecting us so damaged that She cannot know what he feels. Then, he gives out little hurts that cut deep and leave Us broken and wounded with the certain knowledge that he no longer cares. It is this that I cannot fix." Our chest rose and fell in a. Tucking the information away, he was smiling when the door swung open. ‘You’re here for Kendall?’ Kyle did nothing to cover the disbelief in his voice. ‘I am. Reid Caufield,’ he introduced with an outstretched hand. Kyle accepted his hand, introducing himself in kind and openly looking him up and down. ‘I believe we’ve been on opposing sides of a couple cases, Officer Caufield.’ ‘A defense attorney, then?’ Kendall said her brother was an attorney, but hadn’t said what type or which firm..