I would dangle and dancea puppet at nature's command. Nature would drag me along willingly or unwillinglyto fulfil my sexual needs. My heart was in my... slit. My heart was in my slit,and my slit willing and wanton and willing me to be wanton. I was waiting wantingwilling wanton girl. I felt no guilt that my longing was girl for girl. For me the love of girlfor girl was heaven's greatest gift. I was innocent and ignorant of any alternative.Of course I knew that I had been begat by boy and girl. For Sonia Marty tasted like ice cream . Marty grabbed Sonia by the hair & laid her head on the toilet & proceeded to piss all over her face. George had a chubby , he loved hen Master Marty treated his wife like a nasty whore, fuckpig. This video was a keeper . He'd wackoff to it, & the europeans would love it he thought. Marty had worn a clown mask for the occasion . Marty had only sold one video of him pissing on Sonia's face & that was last month . It was one of his better money makers .. I thinkTony will not love you less because part of you were once his bestfriend. I think he will love you more. He may have to think about ita little. But he will love you more."Erin, "God, I hope so. But one way or another, I have to tell him. Ican't enter a relationship based on a lie. So, do you have anyconcrete suggestions, Clara?" Clara, "Yes, I do. Let's go through itstep by step. Do you have a room reservation yet?" Erin, "I was justgoing to get a room at the Blakefield Inn." . But only if you were caught. Oh she was a clever petite brunette minx. She had her favourite hangover cures, knew how to flash her angelic, yes mummy I’m still a virgin face after getting the best pussy and arsehole workout of her tender years the night before. And she never forgot to take her pill and knew how to slip in and out of the house undetected, at any time of the day or night. And her allowance was very large thankfully, so she could buy those online individualised assignments to keep.