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“You okay, sweetie?” mom’s concerned voice asked me as I came slowly, almost in a robot-like manner down the stairs. “Yeah.” I answered with no emotion, not even realizing I was speaking. She frowned, concerned for me, and went off towards the kitchen. I neared the front door of the house and opened it to see just who I was expecting. She still had nothing more than her sweatshirt on, and her teeth were chattering. Her eyes had fully recovered and there was no evidence of crying on her face, but her mouth still held the same devastated expression that I thought didn’t exist just yesterday. We stared at each other for a few seconds, her teeth making the only audible sound before she piped up. “I-it’s n-not getting any w-warmer out here.” She chuckled, even though it was a nervous, sad chuckle, to herself. My expression had not changed. I wasn’t happy to see her. I was half-tempted to just close the door on her right there, but finally I gave in amateur and stepped to the side, inviting her in. She all-too-eagerly stepped in, breathing into her hands to warm fetish them as she did so. “Thanks.” she said softly as teen I closed the door. I said nothing, and just looked at her. She looked back at me, her eyes containing more sadness and even a little more fear than I remember her normal eyes holding. “I’m sor-” she began, before a voice from the living room cut her off. “Who is it?” dad asked, his voice ringing across the house. I sighed internally. This was not the time I wanted to do this. “It’s Nicole.” I replied, trying my best to sound cheerful about it, rather than annoyed. Nicole, of course, noticed babe my hidden tone, and her expression turned even more sad. Mom popped out of the living room, and it was only then that I realized I never even mentioned Nicole to her. “It’s very nice to meet you, Nicole.” she piped up, smiling. “I’m afraid we’re not the spontaneous type, but… Make yourself at home!” Nicole gave mom a half-smile. “Adam hasn’t mentioned me once, has he?” “Not a word.” Mom replied instantly, as if it was shameful. I said we are not teen going to be here all the time, she said ok. Sherry said Master I need to go say good bye to Marks mom and get my few things I have at her house, I said that’s a good girl I had forgotten about telling Marks Mom about the changes. That took me to early afternoon and I was still babe felling horny. This was due in large part to Dave’s inability to contribute any facts to the case; anything he could say about Mark’s actions was nothing but hearsay and would be tossed out. “Girl, I wore your actual cum yesterday, remember?” You are held firmly in the kneeling position, firmly because of this.” He had pointed out each feature carefully and clearly was enjoying my increasing state of arousal at each feature. "What kind of stuff can you do, is there a limit to your power?" “Oh, yes, yes! If anyone was watching maybe they’d think that I amateur was exercising those muscles – which I was. "Giving yourself to someone like that, like this guy." I got into the car and started to drive to my place. That meant seeing a certain person and making a specific decision. Jill and Dakota are entangled in an erotic kiss. “I'm sorry, baby girl,” groaned Daddy. In two shoves he hit my ‘cherry’, and it did hurt like hell. I was awakened by mother shouting at the walls. All because I refused to be her date to the dance last year. The moaning and ‘ow’s became louder as my speed increased, but never once fetish did she ask me to stop, even though that may have just been her shyness. Everyone sure was ready to leave the house in a hurry today, I thought to myself. Suddenly I gasped and flinched, feeling a dull pressure in my pussy.