Continue the friendship, act like nothing is happening.” I answered. “It’ll kill me inside, but I know Molly and I are a bad match. I don’t think either of us can deliver what the other is looking for.” “That’s a very mature answer.” Chris nodded. “Chris, I’m in college.” Chris chuckled, regaining his flamboyant charm. “That doesn’t Hardcore mean a damn thing. University kids are just high schoolers that are given more control over their own life. Most of the time we’re just as mature as we were in high school.” “You must have been one hell of a mature highschooler then.” I replied sourly. “I had my moments.” Chris replied, standing up with his bowl. “Anything else you need?” “No, I think I got it all out of my system.” I remarked, standing up myself. “Thanks again for hearing me out.” “Hey, it’s my role in life.” he replied, going up to his room. Again, I felt a twinge of guilt at that implication, and wanted to say something as he went gay up the stairs, but couldn’t think of anything. ‘Well, you’re good at it!’ would have just reinforced it. Fuck it, I thought to myself, and went to my own room, pausing to stare vacantly at Molly’s closed door on the way. In all of my life, anal I couldn’t remember a single time I had went to the Sharptons’ household for dinner and not enjoy it, but there I was. I wasn’t even sure how I was eating – I definitely didn’t feel like it, but I didn’t want to be rude, or worse, suspicious. It wasn’t my choice to go to dinner, but I had never declined before, and Molly knew my schedule to a tee. Plus, if I didn’t go, it would still leave Molly and Diasy in the same household for a night, and I wouldn’t be there if something were brought up. That somehow made things even more scary. Daisy didn’t have to do much to scare me while I was there, but, true to her style, she chose to go above and beyond while making sure no one else noticed. Every chance she got when Daddy no one else was looking our way, she would turn her head and stare at me. She never snarled, she never even glared. With a completely blank face, she just stared at me, as if she was daring me to make some kind of first move. I liked to pride myself on my confidence, especially around girls, but I was absolutely terrified. And yet, every time someone would address her, she’d go back to her method acting role as the shy awkward preteen with little-to-no social skills around family. Part of me wanted to expose her first, but we both knew she could wreck me if I did. Either the rest of the family didn’t notice my quietness or didn’t raise a point about it, because before long, dinner was over and the family had all excused themselves to help out afterwards, with Daisy running to the basement bear as always. I wish this so that all of society’s eggs are in one basket. "Ugh, ugh, ugh. She wasn’t sure what to do at this point. The toe tag hanging from her right big toe noted that she had been killed three days ago in a supposed hate crime. After a quick stop at the gas station, we bear are in front of her house, waiting in her driveway. There was no point struggling, no point in trying to fight Hamden off. Shit. And the dog. Molly looked at her father's strong hairy chest and muscular arms as they unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down. Although, if you really want, we can, ya know, get into it again… after you finish that massage.” "I can see that though the way I was, I doubt seriously that you would have freely helped. I mean come on, you almost had a triple-double.” Her hand slinks down to my ass and gives a pat. I felt my nipples Hardcore harden as I released the breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding, the silk robe tickling them deliciously as I trailed a few feet behind, eliciting a slight, almost inaudible moan from me at another new sensation. “And what did you do to deserve having to work with no clothes on?” He asked. “Do I have to?” He then gave a polite nod to General Aamir. “Fine.” I grumbled, “But you have to deal with the consequences.” Frustrated, he pumped into her harder, pushing down on her arched back. “Dammit,” he says out loud to himself. She Daddy was now standing there in just her tiny pair of white panties. She took my hand, rubbing the palm, and then grinned at me as she led me out of the classroom. Her only concession to her location was a little bit of her mind that had enough sense to stop her openly masturbating at her desk. Jeff indicated that he would come to the funeral home if that was OK. Jeff arrived a short time later and indicated that gay he wanted his wife's body embalmed for a viewing and open casket funeral. I really, really needed it." After a few minutes of this, Irma moved her hand down to Ria’s pussy and indicated for me to place mine on her other tit. I watched as she lifted up and her anal pussy lips made that same stretching motion as they gripped my shaft on its way out. Was this going to be his marching orders? I grabbed my school stuff and took my homework from Mr. Anderson who ironically, is actually a really good and fun teacher. I would skip school and see what household items I could insert into myself. Two slender, stocking clad legs raised up, and I could feel silk of her stockings, followed by the satin of her heels on my bare ass.