I knew something is strange when I got up on xmas morning and saw some presents. He does buy me clothes he sometimes wants me to wear at home but that...s never a gift - more like a strange punishment (or at least he thinks he's punishing me most of the time). I was too afraid to open them before he wakes up, they might not be for me after all, so I did my chores around the house until he woke up.When he did I could see on his face the disappointing. I instantly knew he expected me to open them. Plus this way, maybe…maybe you won’t have to die. Not that I want anyone to have to die to kill the Archdemon, but…not you.’ His hands gripped my arms tighter, and I stifled a gasp of pain. He didn’t know his own strength, but I knew he’d leave bruises, and I didn’t care. I wanted it to hurt. His voice was low. ‘You gave me all the reasons I should stay away from you, why I shouldn’t fall in love. But, Sierra…I don’t care about any of that. It was already way too late. Now I need to know. . I’m going to do a bunch of remotes, then be back by Thursday.” She smiled. “You should bring your parents over that weekend. I’ll have a party. Your mom can ride my Sybian, and I can ride your dad!”“I’ll tell them tonight!” I replied with a laugh.Saturday in between, however, was a party at the McNabbs. I was a little concerned when I woke up that morning, however, since Daddy wasn’t around. When I went downstairs for breakfast and asked where he was, Mom said, “Tucson for the day.”“What about. " Yes, sir."Later that morning she encountered Steffan who also partook of her anal pleasures. He, unlike the Baron, however, accepted her offer for a toilet and emptied his bladder into the waiting and eager mouth.It was early afternoon when the Baroness saw Adrienne cleaning the dining hall table."Are you ready, Adrienne?" the Baroness asked as she approached the young girl."I am ready now, Ma'am," said the girl grabbing her ankles. "Please ream me Ma'am. I need you to split me open." Perhaps.