Still, she was glad that he got it out now. Maybe he has satiated his need.Without warning, Brad bent down and flipped Abigail over on all fours."What... are you doing?" she asked, but was met with silence.Brad walked away and came back with a small bottle in his hand. Almost like a ritual, he squeezed and let a viscous green fluid coat his fingers. "This is a special aloe vera lubricant I've found on the internet. It's supposed to be very soothing," he said.She tried to come up with a response to. Your labia respond by swelling almost immediately and graze my thigh. I feel the heat building in your pussy as you lower yourself slowly atop my leg. Your growing wetness is readily felt and begins to cover my thigh as you move your sex against me. Your own thighs turn inward, securing my leg between yours. My hands rest upon your rounded back with fingers splayed. After briefly warming the skin below, I draw my hands toward me and along the curves of your sides, hips, and rump. Resting atop. Your daughter has been under my control for several years now, she will continue to fuck you until I think you’re ready to be my pet. She took out what looked like some sort of a ball restraint, she put it on me, I could feel the pressure it was having on my balls. Then I gasped, my mouth shooting wide open, by the pain was so intense, nothing was coming out of my mouth. Tears ran down my face, the pain so bad, I couldn’t even pass out. She had pushed a needle though my one ball. Before I could. "Thank you!" She had a big smile."Are you going to make her wait until Christmas to open it?" Mrs. Kennedy asked."I thought about it. My mom is firmly in the no-opening-until-Christmas camp, but I want to be there when Kirsten sees it. So go ahead."Kirsten tore off the wrapping paper and opened the box. Her eyes got big, and I suddenly had an armful of happy girl. After she hugged me, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. She kept kissing me. Until then, all of our kisses had.