Merelan
Lady's Love
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"Fridgid Martha, you are warming up I see. Your skin is all flushed, and I do mean everywhere." As she sits, I turn, the others are watching, even Mary. I close my eyes tight, willing myself away.
"A tender touch can do that, Mrs. Martha."
She kisses my cheek, then plays with my nipples, harshly, then softly. I cry out at the pain, yet, feel a surge in my loins.
"Or maybe a gentle touch isn't what you want." Whimpering at her words, knowing she can do whatever she pleases, however.
"Just shoot me now. Please. I can't do this. Don't want this. Please."
"A tender touch can do that, Mrs. Martha."
She kisses my cheek, then plays with my nipples, harshly, then softly. I cry out at the pain, yet, feel a surge in my loins.
"Or maybe a gentle touch isn't what you want." Whimpering at her words, knowing she can do whatever she pleases, however.
"Just shoot me now. Please. I can't do this. Don't want this. Please."