I have dark brown hair, green eyes and a pale complexion, almost alabaster. I have 36 C breasts. My parents are still together, though I know for cert...ain that they haven't had sex for at least a year. My mother is usually out late at night, and when she does come home, she smells of sex and cologne that isn't my fathers, so she's obviously out screwing around with other men. While she's out being a whore, my father stays at home, cooks, cleans and is both my part time mother and father.My. Joe continues to spank my blazing ass, Ihump his lap madly, my huge dong spewing out hot, thick gobs of Catholic cumall over Fr. Joe's black trousers. When Fr. Joe is convinced I have beenpurged of evil, he allows me to get up, and then I have to kneel before him,and clean the thicky, sticky jizz from his stained trousers. Fr. Joe alwaysenjoys this a great deal, as do I. Now I stand up, and Fr.Joe and I hug one another tightly, our hot tongues dueling it out in eachothers' hot. It’s really going to happen!”She showed her mom the letter and in return got a tight hug. Her mother didn’t attach the same significance to college as Emily did but she understood how important it was to her daughter. She hugged her tightly and used her dish towel to wipe a few tears from Emily’s eyes.The rest of senior year seemed to slip by quickly. Graduation came. For most of her class that was the end of their schooling and graduation was a really big thing. To Emily and a few others it. If he wanted to get off on thrashing her, she had put up with that from time to time with Alan and was sure she could accustom herself to such a regime. There was always the chance of persuading her Master to try a little slavery, wasn't there?As the door shut behind them, Charles said, "Now we are here, my dear, perhaps you would be so kind as to remove your apparel. I always think that a close inspection of one's partner before indulging is a good idea. Do you not agree?"Martha nodded, but it.