“I know you could easily attribute this to more manipulation – that I’m trying to make it look good - but I can’t do anything more to prove my...self to you.” The sniffling turned ugly, and tears ran down her face.I didn’t know what to say. On the one hand, I had made peace with Maggie - and even Dianna, for the most part - so it seemed unjust to keep holding out on Mary. On the other hand, it wasn’t just about making peace; it was about coming to a real understanding – whether that meant one of. The sight of Selvam's huge dick appeared in her mind, and she started masturbating thinking about him. While fingering her pussy, she fantasized about his powerful dick. She massaged her breasts harder and harder, and let out some wild moans. She reached a couple of desperately needed orgasms before going to sleep.From that day on, their conversation mostly revolved around sex. Selvam started admiring about how beautiful Kayal was and making sexy comments about her figure. He would often. (Although that was the only time I could really make myself pretty for him.) We spent some nights at his place, and some at mine. And not every night was sexual. That would be impossible.On his urging, I started growing my hair longer. And I got my ears pierced. And I went to his family's home for Christmas, although we didn't define the nature of our relationship to them. (I think his grandmother suspected.)In January, we drove to Alabama, to escape the cold weather, spending a week. Go deep on my vagina...serve me, limp-dick...˝ As she humiliated the male, the warrior turned around, to smile lustfully at a female captive, who looked on in shock. ˝Watch me...watch true pleasure...˝The young blonde trembled in fascination at the act of rape of a man by a woman. The rapist's beauty was unparalleled, too. The lady had not considered herself lesbian before, but she would now most likely be severely tested in that aspect. As the Princess of Themyscira felt the man underneath her.