First one glorious foot , then the other , rubbing , kneading , massaging , & mewing like some a****l that's in heat , because that's how my DADDY mak...es me feel , whenever HE allows me the privilege of serving him, I only feel whole in those times , I NEED HIM to USE me , ABUSE me , I only feel worth then! HE'S MY EVERYTHING , MY GOD! "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS" "Take my socks off BITCH , & KISS MY FEET , show all these boys how you will do ANYTHING for MY COCK!" "You LOVE MY COCK don't you BOI?". The outer edges were decorated with two rows of slightly off white stitching that contrasted well against their background. The slapper attached neatly to a thin shaft that was tightly bound in black leather and extended for about two feet before widening its form to produce matt black wooden handle. As I picked it up and turned to face Victoria, I noticed immediately how my hand moulded perfectly around the grip. It was almost as if it had been custom made to suit. She remained quite still. Or ye story kafi had tak real h even aap 75% real hai. Meri mom income tax department m officer h or dad ka khud ka business h. Maine shuru se hi mom dad ko sath m time spend karte hue dekha tha. Lakin kabhi ye ehsas nahi hua k aisa bhi ho sakta h. Mujhe sharm bhi aai h ye story likhte hue but mom ko karte hue nahi aayi to m kyu na likhu is bare m. Mom k bare m batati hu aapko meri mom kafi smart or khoobsurat h. Unka figure 36 confirm 32 guess 37 confirm h. M or mom bra or penty sath m. Even though I avoided gazing at them, I caught enough glimpses of them out of the corner of my eye to know that Sarah and John were still watching me intently. Their silent witness to this degradation was the final straw. Something inside me gave way, and I felt my body sag, my entire self just accepting the inevitable and getting on with it, any thoughts of dignity washed away. I whimpered a little, and I knew that more would be coming for me. As I finished the last of my dog food, I was not.