I can only imagine the terrible things Fred has done, but right now, I don’t want to.
Right now the only thing I can focus on is his tongue sliding into my mouth and his strong hands exploring every inch of my naked body.
A man’s touch…
I’ve never felt it before. Never kissed a man. I haven’t even been alone in a room with a man, thanks to my father ruling over my family like King Longshanks from Braveheart.
And now, as Fred introduces me to a whole new world of sensation, I am actually glad for what my father did.
Because he kept me untouched for this man.
There’s something so sexy…so sensual about being exposed before him while he stands in front of me fully clothed. I’m like his little doll on full display.
I’m tiny compared to him. I’m not tall anyway, but Fred is well over six
