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As soon as the door was shut, asian I violently threw my head against the wall and kept it there. Normally I’d overthink about shit like this, but I just thought… nothing. The only mind that came to my mind was “fuck.” Every so often, I’d picture Molly, alone in her room, with something I knew was bad for her, but to think about intervening was going against what she asked, and thinking about how bad this could be for her would have been hypocritical anyways. For now, I just had to take life as it came, and be there for her, on her terms. It wasn’t right, and it wasn’t fair to me either, but after everything that happened, it’s what had to happen. I was nervous to have dinner with the Sharptons again. After reconnecting with Molly, I knew it was going to happen at one time or another, but they’d ask about why I’d been away for a year. I knew the truth wouldn’t come out, but another thing that worried me was Molly’s eagerness indian to lie and make things seem more okay than they were. A lie that causes a smile is better than a truth that causes a tear, I suppose. “He’s just been too busy with schoolwork and stuff.” she had said with a simple shrug, then an equally simple smile at me. That was the first time Daisy looked up at me. She knew the whole thing was a lie, but I guess she wasn’t expecting it to come from Molly’s mouth. “I had to practically beg him to come over as it was.” she continued with a small laugh. At this, Daisy lowered an eyebrow at me. At this point, I decided to risk everything. Praying that Molly’s parents couldn’t see us or at the very least couldn’t read lips, I mouthed something to Daisy. She knows. Daisy seemed to understand, raising both eyebrows and being slightly taken aback at my admission. She mouthed back in turn, Basement, after supper. I simply nodded, and the meal went on like it was nothing. “Too busy for us?” Mr. Sharpton playfully asked. “Too busy to even give us a visit?” “Hey, if I could have changed things, I would’ve.” I replied with a small fake laugh, trying my best to ignore any looks from either Daisy or Molly given the dramatic irony of such a comment. It was actually pretty nice to reconnect with her parents. Because things were… weird, to say the least, with Molly and I now, I didn’t feel the burning guilt I expected to feel around them. After all, Aaron did those things to her, but was amateur I that Aaron? Should I have carried this shame all my life for what I did even if I knew I would never do it again? I was going to feel guilty for what I had done, absolutely, but should I have felt like I could never look her in the eyes? If I could at some point, then when? When she said it was okay to? If she never did, could I ever? Overthinking. My strong suit. 8-With fairness thou shall chastise: The master shall apply the punishments, that after explaining the motive has his submissive and making sure that she has understood it correctly. To most of the outside world, they would say it is too soon for that to happen, but these two knew this is what they want. It takes about a half hour of just me holding her before I hear her lightly snoring. Home! YAVARA “Oh, Daddy, make me cum!” whimpered my sister. Angels eyes widened in panic trying to struggle away only causing the blade to cut quicker. After a while, some of the guys wanted time alone with her. “Me too,” I said right before I surprisingly thrust my hip into her causing her to fall forward softly. "You are a great little slut." Our deal was for whatever I wanted. asian *“I can make that work.” The dog finally did, though, jumping onto my back and probing rapidly with his amateur cock jabbing into my ass cheeks and around my crotch many times before finally sinking into my pussy. Enjoying the heat on my strained indian muscles and bruised pussy. Breed... mouthed Becky. And even that had stopped in recent years.