Blink. The blinking red light, the evil eye above in the corner of the room distracts for a second. Fresh humiliation hits home, only half able to pro...cess the potential, further degradation, but no longer able to cry – tears like icicles, as you described them. You had said you would publish my suffering, sluttiness and your ownership of me to the world. I thought you were merely pandering to fantasy, with safety net, without intention of ever making it real, of exposing my shameful need for. I told him I was always ready for it. Ken's eyes almost popped out of his head when Stan withdrew his cum-covered cock from my pussy and guided the head to my asshole. I reached back to pull the cheeks of my ass apart as Stan stepped forward, his cock sliding inside my tight Asian ass. Ken, still stunned at what he was seeing, asked if that had been a choice for him. I just nodded and told him that it would still be there all night. As soon as I felt Stan's body pressed against mine, I let go. Alan sighed. He didnt know how to answer the question. Relax. I know you took pictures off my computer. I have a security camera in my room from where Moms boyfriend was stealing my money. He looked into her eyes. I am so sorry. I dont know what came over me. What about this morning? You fingered me and gave me the most amazing orgasm ever! Alan was shocked to hear her use those words. Really? Brianna wrapped her legs around him in the water. I want you to do it again. Without hesitating, he. She sat in his chair wrapped in his stained cloth, and he thinned and shaped her hair so she could easily tie it back."Cleanest hair I ever cut," he said as he stood back and admired his work, his wide-toothed comb in one hand and thin-bladed razor in the other, his floor littered with auburn shards. He handed her a mirror and she looked at herself, left and right, her mouth a thin line. It was a real change, and she took a deep breath, briefly unsure she had done the right thing. When she held.