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  • My make out sessions with Lori were getting pretty fucking hot and heavy, and I kind of felt something was up because sometimes when she stopped things from going further she seemed a little ill at ease. We hadn't fucked yet, or even gotten oral, but she was paying for me and could do what she liked as far as I was concerned. I think because of my easy going attitude and her ability to judge character it didn't take long before she trusted me enough to open up and tell me what the deal was. Apparently she had been doggy style raped a few years earlier and it had really fucked with her head in regards to sex. She hadn't been with anyone since then because of the trauma, and although I didn't think of it in these terms pov at homemade the time I'm sure that she had some PTSD. She asked if I could be patient with her and of course I was more then happy to comply. The shocking part about this, besides the obvious, was that Lori was a powerful, confident woman, and she had Moxie as home made they used to say. I mean she was a real pistol. Clever, funny, and strong willed as she was it was hard for me to imagine her being anyone's victim. I mean if it could happen to her, damn! Not to sound too ghetto about it, but if she could get got what chance does the average bitch have? She was so sweet and kind that the idea of anybody hurting her really made me angry and sad, but the idea that they could spoil something as wonderful as sex for her was just so hardcore wrong to me. Talk about adding insult to injury. It was like a shit sandwich and the bread is made of shit. At that point it became kind of a holy mission indonesian for me. Sex is one of the nicer things we humans do with each other so if I could help her to enjoy it again then by God I was gonna do everything I could. She steps into a warm welcome from the pov owner " hey the usual kid?" Thrilled that they had another common interest. The crowd grew louder as Skull approached, and I retreated, not able to match his stances anymore, but limping backward. Shey spoke to her for the first time, “No, you won’t. We're all bound by secrecy and you've stumbled onto something – learned something home made that can't be undone by merely walking away!” She drew a theatrical breath, “Your only option is to join us. "Let me get some ribbon and you guys tie it onto the legs of the bed and that long indonesian dresser. “I don’t think it is magic Cindy, all these people in this carriage are calm. Well, the articles and letters on doing oral and fucking for the pleasure of the hardcore female partner noted in them worked with Mary. "Yeah, but those people are homemade used to seeing other naked people. Jack or rather Luca rolled his head. Here is a version, dating from 2005, of the "legislative" framework which served as a support to the rules of life and guidelines that my submissive doggy style had to respect.