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The weird Institute sent Hardcore me the Halo to become a Goddess. I would be an example to them all. I would show everyone the joys of submission. The thrills of exhibitionism. The rapture in bondage. My small breasts jiggled before me. I walked with my back straight, proud to be Daddy's slave. Georgia walked beside me, her brassy-brown hair tumbling about Big Tits her eighteen-year-old face. We had similar features. Her round breasts were large, but we both had those same fat, pink nipples my mom had. Did Aunt Louisa have the same nipples? I'd find out tonight when Mom's sister and her husband, Uncle Wayne, came over to play. Daddy marched us up to the family minivan. Not his cool Mustang. I wrecked that yesterday. Only Daddy didn't go to the driver seat like I expected. Mom did. He let go her leash so she could walk around indian the other side of the car. He wrenched open the sliding side door. “Georgia,” he said, letting go of her leash. “Daddy,” she whimpered and then climbed in, her thighs glistening with her excitement. Then Daddy wrenched open the passenger seat and sat down. He still held my leash. He tugged on it. I gasped, stumbling forward as he slid the seat back as far as he could. He fished out his hard cock from his leather pants. It thrust thick and huge from it. “Take your seat, young lady,” he said. My pussy clenched. If she really were a gold-digger, she sure hid that fact very well, because she hadn't even wanted to ride in John's fancy Lincoln Town Car, when they had left Fred's bar for her place. I wondered where the conversation was going to go but Clara soon led by taking off her top, letting her 36D's spill out. The combination of drugs created a never ending cycle of pain and demand. And that speaks to something larger - I understand the fetishization of other races, other schools of thought, trans people, all that jazz, but as soon as you make a good majority (or even as few as multiple) of those people themselves uncomfortable to even be here, you’re doing something wrong, and you’re not considering their reactions and well-being as much as you could be. My fragile limp body just held the position, my ass still moved to his rhythm. He wiped them off and stroked her hair, but said nothing. She gives my ass one more spank before indian getting back on her feet. You must be sure because I can help you, but you must promise to give me a 100% effort. It shone across his face and gave his normally friendly grin a charm to it that made me envious of this Rosemary. She was definitely part of the nerdier group of school, and Jake had seen her with his sister Alexis on occasion doing projects for some of the AP classes they had, naturally Jake was surprised to see her wrapped around Ms Dyers’ finger. The clatter of typing and mouseclicks Hardcore was soon shattered by the hustle of the one person he knew he could rely on to be later than him - Big Tits Lorelai. Joseph had to help the dog get into the truck and assisted Sammi as well. Tonight is on me."