Your orgasms are a gift from me and if you start having them whenever you please, it's like stealing from me and I won't be able to give them as gifts.... So any self-pleasure or orgasm you have without permission will be punished. Do you understand?" he asked."Yes Sir, I understand," Barbara answered."Good. Now Connie come over here and get my cock hard so I can fuck my new slut!" he said. Connie smiled and crawled over to him kneeling in front of him. She went straight to work sucking him into. We were getting close to my apartment, and a dampness was building in my groin.My hand was resting on my thigh, and I moved it towards the crotch of my panties. The silk feel of my stockings and the cool soft feel of my skin tingled to my own touch. My little finger touched the crotch of my baby pink satin panties, the dampness leaking from within. He said nothing but continued to stare in the mirror. I tugged my skirt up slightly higher, giving my hand easier access. I pushed the material of. I brought the cake to my grandmother and tasted it. Her family lives in a far and secluded place. I have to be careful if there are big wolves nearby. When the sun goes down, I have to go home and enter the sweet dream together with my mother." This song is familiar to everyone.However, hundreds of years ago, Little Red Riding Hood used to be an erotic story between adults, and the content is very different from what we know. For hundreds of years, the story of Little Red Riding Hood has been. His hand rest’s against my soaking cleft and the bucking start’s stimulating my bud. He strokes his hand against my movements and I became aroused and attempt to tell him to get off me, he just laughs at the sound that comes through the fabric cinched into my mouth. This could not be happening I tell myself, not again, not by him. I look to the only window in the room. The light is more pronounced now. Just a little longer and I would know my attacker’s identity for sure. His skilled fingers.