“You can open a bottle of wine, put on some fancy clothes and we can give you a practice date. Then, we’ll get completely hammered.” “A practice date?” “Yeah, for a month from now, when you’re rolling in bitches.” I laughed. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re insane?” “Every day in the mirror,” she said, with a wink and a nod. “Now, go put on your best suit and open your best bottle of wine. I expect to be swept off my feet.” She was gone less than thirty seconds later, leaving me alone and confused. If there is one thing I’ll say about Natalie, it’s that she moves fast, no matter what she’s doing. It is, by far, the most annoying and endearing thing about BDSM her. Before I started setting up for my practice date, I stopped to check in on Eleanor, wanting to make sure she was ok, before I did anything else. She looked completely at peace, as she slept like… well, she slept like a baby. However, something about me dating made me uncomfortable, as I looked down at her. For the last year, I’d had the excuse that school or work kept me too busy for other people, but now that I was rough about to have the time again, it suddenly frightened me. I spent the next half hour preparing for Natalie’s arrival, with a lump the size of a baseball in my throat, and it only got larger when I heard a soft knocking on my door. “I had to sneak past my brother,” she told me, as soon as I could see her, but I was too distracted to respond. “You look…” “Not bad, right?” she said, twirling her new dress. “I haven’t had a chance to wear this yet.” “So you wore it for my practice date?” “Life is short. Slave Better to take the Hardcore opportunity, than let it gather dust.” The room seemed to grow brighter as she walked inside, her infectious smile quickly spreading over to me. “You did better than I expected,” Natalie told me, as she looked down at my kitchen table, and the leftovers served on fancy platters. “I didn’t anal have time to actually cook.” “Well, meatloaf and mac’n’cheese can be romantic, if we try hard enough.” “Romantic? I thought this was just a practice date?” Her back was tight and high off the bed. “Did you enjoy the show?” I asked in a sexy voice. She Hardcore fucked herself according to the dare, which meant I had lost. I took my feet off of Mikes legs and stood up feeling his cock come from my ass. “Stuff me with your huge cock!” She kept at it until I told her I was going to cum. She did inform me that her daughter was in for the night, from Pittsburgh, but that she was leaving in the early afternoon. "Wow!" "Don't be alone," Sally said. A tingle raced up to my pussy. “Why, you don’’t have to do anything, everything will be done for or rough to you.” Unfortunately, she is unable to meet with me BDSM as she was called into a roll call vote on a controversial bill. She had glasses perched on her nose, her dark eyes intense behind them. She turned on the water and started to splash her face to clear the fog, but then she remembered to check her instructions. If we really are affecting humans now, then we need anal help, and my sister needs a cure," Lorraine said. I stared at her partially exposed thighs the whole drive, enjoying the streetlights illumination of her dark smooth legs. This is not a rejection. And I don't think my parents 'll be happy 'bout that. “You want to fuck my tits and cum all over them, don’t you?” I didn’t answer. The audience got the joke. Once again, Bella could barely even think. Bethany and Chantelle were acting like they happened to be Slave sucking the same dick at the same time. His 10 inch cock slams deeper and harder into Dora’s wet pussy. As such, the number of handlers they had for this event was severely reduced.