"You yellow-bellied, backstabbing bastard!" Flattery will get you nowhere!" Anne sang out cheerily. "Take a look over here, and see what I've got in m...ind for our little librarian lady." I don't get it," Chuck said, scratching his head. "All I see is an exercise cycle with the seat taken off."Anne ran her hand lovingly over the tubular steel pole the bicycle seat had been attached to. "Yeah," she said. "And this length of rope I found behind the stairs. Tie one end around the scrawny bitch's. Fireworks exploded in the air as the finally ensued.I felt my own body shake as the pleasure erupted through me.My cock exploded over and over.I could hear April’s muffled whimpers in my ear.Then all was silent, all but the sounds of our panting.I collapsed on to April.She hugged me tight."I love you daddy" she huffed."I love you to sweetheart."We laid there for a few more minute, regaining ourselves.Finally, I lifted myself up and removed myself from my daughter.My cock glistened in the. And may she see that your bra fits properly.You can't become a woman in that Beauty Salon. You are not worthy. You canbecome, as you are forced to experience all the tortures a man could faceat the hands of women, only a third rate semi-female, not allowed to orcapable of having the title of Miss or Mrs. You may become semi-pretty.Your hair may be curled and your face precisely made up. But because yourwoman wants you to suffer, there will always be something about you whichis not truly. Then she smiled at me and many daysafter desire in having her grew in me harder one day and she hugged me in happinessthen her boobs touching makes me feel as heaven and suddenly she feels shy forthat happened in classroom from the day she started thinking in my way.One day she calls me to her homeand sat beside me after having a common chat I starred into her eyes then shestarts shivering and left for water into kitchen following her hugged from behindcatching her belly around it grips great.