She felt so warm as I glided my hand down her panty-covered bush. I felt a slight dampness on her panties.I pulled my hand out of her jeans and pulled... her jeans off her hips so they fell to the floor. She stepped out of them and climbed upon the bed. I had her lie down and started the kissing all over again, her face, mouth, neck, each breast, and worked my way back to her tummy. I slid my hand down into her panties this time over her mound and onto her sex. She was hot and she was wet. I. Oh, did I say an eight ounce glass of milk? Make that seven ounces of milk, plus a full fluid ounce of her own stepfather's cum.During her Thanksgiving visit, the fascination of the summer's end returned to me, but we had far too many other relatives underfoot for me to successfully deliver Ashleigh repeated helpings of my protein supplement.But I did pull off one caper. I prepared a special batch of whipped cream, when we "ran out," which included about a half-ounce of collected sperm. But. It probably shouldn't be readwithout reading Weird Wednesday first. There isn't any appearance of theOld Man or the store in this story, though he started the mess in the lastone. Any comments can be sent to [email protected] McKenzie sat in his room, thinking about the events of the last fewweeks. He was fourteen and a half, and a normal student at school. Severalweeks ago, his best friend Kevin suddenly started acting weird. In classone day, Kevin had told him that he was really his. And what is the first thing that a slave learns?" A s-slave is loyal," Sirinna said in a choked voice. "A slave is sensual. And..." And?" A slave... is... s-submissive." Submissive," Roquan declared. "Loyal and sensual, yes, those are important. But ultimately, it all comes down to the last one. Submissive. And it is in that last one, Sirinna, that you have failed most miserably."Sirinna squeezed her eyes closed tightly."I would give you to Hiatha, Sirinna," Roquan began, eliciting a loud,.