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Trust
Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: BDSM, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
*That* was a new one. "Like what?" In a tone of complete disbelief. She smiled. "Well, for one thing, I don't have to worry about being ****d. Or so I thought. You aren't going to try that again, are you?" I gulped, shook my head. "For another... oh, I know that the only skirt you're likely to chase is one on *sale!"* That startled a giggle out of me. "And, all things considered, you're not likely to cheat on me. That might be different if you were gay, but you're not. So long as I've got you in panties," she said, with a sudden fierceness, "you're *mine!"* That went straight to my heart. My face crumpled like wet cardboard, and I doubled over crying. Her feet clattered on the floor, and then she was *there!* With, when I exhausted myself again, a rather damp shoulder. I sighed, and tightened my arms around her. "I'd like to be yours, again," I whispered. "All yours, forever." She leaned back, brushing my hair away from my face. She looked troubled. "Lee. I want you to think about some things, all right? Who's harmed by your dressing up? If someone doesn't like it, or thinks it's wrong, or sinful, or, I don't know..." "Disgusting," I put in, in a whisper. "Or disgusting," she amended, then looked at me, and asked, "How could it be disgusting? It isn't baby r****g, you know. Nobody's hurt, except when you decide to torment yourself. Sure, there are a lot of people out there who would ...