I must have surprised him. “Are you ok?” He asks. “Oh my god yes.” I say through breaths, “It’s just a very good angle.” I tell him, I ...smile, “Please keep going.” I beg. I can feel him shake his head and hear him laugh. He thrusts into me, as our hips collide I moan to match. I can feel him so completely, I wrap my hands around the straps of the handcuffs so I can rock my body into him. “Harder Donnie.” I moan, “Please, I’m going to cum again.” My moans grow, the insanity grows, my pussy. But he was no longer making moves to leave and get to his beacon. I picked up his water dish and glass and took them back to the kitchen, and set his food down there, too. For a couple of minutes Camilla marveled at the tidiness of his eating and drinking habits, but long before he was done the spectacle had lost its novelty and she'd turned away."How long has he been here?" she asked early on."Couple of weeks," I told her. "I found him in the woods one day and brought him home with me." A. I told her ok hon.Week after that I told her that I will stop by her house to show the video..She said ok and she will wait for me..I was dreaming about the dress that she will be wearing. My tool started getting hard already before even reach her home. I knocked the door, She opened the door. God first I looked at her eyes—stunning, she gave me a sexy smile. I saw her hair is still wet, I can feel her body temperature and asked her did you just took shower. She said yes, When you called I was. That day alone I guess I must ofcum maybe 4 times. It was new,felt obviously good, yet really Ithink more it simply felt likesomething that was just mine.Quickly my body I guess began tochange. Daily I’d wake up with abuzzy feeling in my gut andcunnie. Soon I also began tonotice I had started becomingwhet, and that whetness seemedto be almost constant and rathercopious what I guess was mybodies new found defensemechanism from my fathersattentions. That almost constantwhetness seemed to help a.