. not the kind of look that one would expect from a nice, young lady.? Aunt Sara left it at that, without explaining exactly what she meant by that ...comment.At first Cherin was feeling rather defiant with her Aunt... who was SHE to decide whatkind of clothes were appropriate? As they drove, Cherin seemed to feel more and more confident about standing up for herself. She felt this way until they Aunt Sara turned the car in a direction that was not toward Cherin’s house. Cherin was almost. I looked at him deep in the eye and responded a bit shakily, "I want to feel you touch me more you dirty old man, I want to let you use me, I want you to use me."With that he forced his two broad fingers straight into my pussy, until they were completely inside. It felt like he was stretching me so wide. "Now, Now," He said, "Don't make too much noise." He was pushed up so close and I was so enveloped by his coat you could barely see me from behind him. I could feel him wriggling his fingers. Well, she was hot and I thought to myself: Why not? I felt the same way, so I lead her down on the bench and moved over her. I reached down and unzipped my trousers; she slid her saree up her beautiful thighs, revealing her neatly shaved crotch! I was amazed to find no underwear and was turned on incredibly! She was breathing heavily, being extremely excited, well even more than me! With that I slid my throbbing manhood deep inside her. She was extremely hot and soaking wet, so I slid in with. Whimpering, Lacie tried to turn away, some part of her mind knowing that wakefulness only brought pain. Something hard pressed into Lacie’s back, and a second later, Lacie’s eyes flew open with a shriek, a sharp snap of electric current slashing though her. ‘I told you to get up, bitch. Next time, do as you’re told.’ Clarissa’s voice echoed throughout Lacie’s white cell. ‘Are you ready to give up yet?’ Moaning, Lacie rolled over, pushing herself off the tiny cot. Levering herself up, Lacie.