‘I hear they’re pretty… degrading to women there.’
Claire started to deny it, then remembered the requirements of her W grade. And then she fell asleep herself. Indian sex She moaned, and moaned again as her father slapped her pussy again. Finally, he let her go, and left the house. ‘Oh, hey, I got a new book, let me show it to you,’ she said. Her father stared at it for a few seconds, and then slapped it with his bare hand. She and Ben had enjoyed many good times together with their other friends, before this horrible experience at Titcage had begun. ‘Take them off and sit on the kitchen bench with your legs spread,’ he said. Claire needed to get rid of him. ‘I’m fine like this.’
‘Okay,’ said Ben, and then, after a moment, ‘Well, I like the new look.’
I bet you do, thought Claire. ‘I like it. It hurt a lot. ‘I really like having you here and I like you seeing me.’
Ben looked disappointed, but he said, ‘Okay, sure.’ He stood up, and gave her a long hug.
