No, we didn’t use protection, either. At least I didn’t ... I couldn’t speak for her, but they didn’t have Prep back then.“Remember me now, ...honey? Your favorite professor?” Wendy teased me as she Hoovered my dick.“Oh, God, yes! How many times did we fuck that afternoon? I lost count,” I chuckled.“Yeah, well, I needed it, badly, and so did you! So does Mira, once you bring her here ... you will, right? You’re bringing our daughter here? Yes, that’s right, Mark ... our daughter. Just like Naomi. Pressing harder, rubbing the tip of the knife against my clit. The ropes between my legs grow damp, I yearn?I hunger for Him, for His touch.He slides the blade over my stomach, up to my chest and pauses on each breast. He reaches up with His free hand and clutches my throat, pushing me into the pillow. I struggle for a breath. He pushes the knife hard against my breast and squeezes my throat. SLAP. The sting of the knife against my left breast. SLAP. Then on my right breast. He pulls back. She let her fingers spread out as she held the sounder so that she could feel the girl's skin. She went around the top of each breast and then underneath, gently cupping each breast and holding them.Terry felt a deep spark of lust as she finally stepped away from the auburn-haired teenager. "Let's see about this one now," she said.As she moved to Angel's gurney, she realized that the other nurses had removed the sheet to reveal the most beautiful girl she had ever seen. Her eyes traveled up and. Isn’t that right, Tissues?”“Y ... Yes ... I’m ... I’m not stuffing any more. No more bras or tissues for me.” Anna said, squeezing her thighs together. “Everyone’s going to see my ... see that I have no titties.” She was sinking into her humiliation, clearly aroused by it.“How nice!” Linda responded. “Now get up!” she ordered me.Whack! ... Whack! ... Whack!She struck me repeatedly as I struggled to stand, my hands still cuffed to the column.“Please ... What are you doing? Aren’t you going to.