We went into a coma until morning when Liz gave us the rundown on the new rules. This story is a work of fiction, all characters are a figment of my overactive imagination. This story involves interracial, Bdsm, Older/young, Ddlg sexual content. If any of this offends you, please find another story. Copyright 2019 by tcs1963 My Submissive Angel This is the story of how I met the most amazing submissive little girl I've ever known. The true love of my life. I happened upon her by accident one day. While cutting mature my lawn, I saw her bigtits stomping angrily by my house, going towards her home from school. sex An eighteen-year-old sexy young girl hurrying past me as I cut the lawn. The most beautiful young lady I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. That is how I got the chance to train Ada, into the proper little subby for me indian her new Daddy. Furthermore, she learned to love every minute of it. She was African/American beauty with the darkest skin, so dark it shined like onyx. She looked almost as if her skin was made of black satin. With her emerald green eyes and long dark hair, pulled into ponytails on either side of her head. Making her look so much younger than her eighteen years of life. She was small in stature, maybe one hundred pounds, and very short. Her head came up to my chest. If I had to guess I'd say maybe about five foot two, or maybe Bhabhi three. Tiny is the word I would use to describe her. Me, I'm totally the opposite of my angel. Older forty-something, Divorced Caucasian male. Slight Budweiser beer belly, long blonde hair with blue eyes. I'm six foot and two hundred and twenty pounds. I tower over her small frame. Brick's tent was close enough bigtits to touch, close enough to kiss. Jack wondered. She felt like she was seeing the scene with new eyes, and the eroticism of fingering mature her best friend in a mall dressing room pulled her back into a reverie. Scott said, "that was incredible. Ihh suhhdenlyhh hhhad a mahhssihhve ohhrgahhsmmm, uhnghnmm. But please don’t jack off too much over the weekend. My spicy musk filled my nose. I was so slow it took about a minute and a half but felt like forever, and I was sweating with the effort of restraint and Janet was making very appreciative noises, albeit quiet ones. Elsie yanked the curtain and strutted out in a sleeveless, pink, floral jumpsuit, humming a tune vaguely reminiscent of “The Stripper”. “Mmm, good,” I purred. But Katie was just as exasperated as Rogue. With some regret I realise that I’ll have to take it with me and know this will be a crushing blow. Sooooo, let me in and let's get to indian know each other A LOT better," said Sam pulling the door open . . . Oh god I'm going to cum.” “What!” I said. She pushed him back on the bed, took off his shoes, pulled his pants off and then took his boxers off. “Thank you. Her face contorted. As I sat in my usual spot every Bhabhi night about midnight having a puff of weed sitting in my window. "I'll do it for a half." I won’t be able to help myself. Evidently holly was washing herself off. I hurried to obey her command. I have stashed my bag in his bathroom while they were outside playing. heart attack! He used to love flaunting himself.” Ron’s usual endurance is weakened by the fantasy realized. I sit back in my seat and buckle sex up as I bring the ice up to the side of my head. She stops and tells me that she gets really turned on my being controlled. Didn’t you let them in?”