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Sadie was guiding her, controlling her like a puppeteer, arranging her amateur in her seat and patting her hair. “There, have some of that darling. You’ll feel better after it.” Phil felt a strange knotting in his stomach, still thinking of what he had to inflict on this girl in a couple of hours time. The abuse itself was not worrying him, just the fact of who was to perform big it this time. “How are you feeling Kiara?” he dared to ask, adding a touch of sincerity with his voice this evening. “Fine,” came the flat response, her eyes lifting slightly to half stare at him, before returning to her plate. Her nose was blocked and her voice rrasping, making it obvious she’d been crying a lot throughout the day. As Sadie sat down at the disconnected family table, she looked from one member of it, then to the other. “There,” she said forcefully. “Now that’s better isn’t it.” Silence ensued between the three awkward participants. Phil was folding the globs of pasta over and over on his plate. Another gulp of lukewarm tea, and he ran his hand over his face before grasping the nettle. “Kiara?” No answer. “I think I have something that might cheer you up.” Still no reaction at all. By now, she was also dragging her fork through the mire of food in front of her, her eyes fixed on it as if mesmerised. “Oh yes Phil? What is it?” squeaked Sadie next to him, shuffling the conversation along. “Well, you know how the work’s been getting pretty manic at the site recently. I’ve uhh.. actually I’ve got to go back there tonight to get a bit extra done. Should only be an hour or so.” He tits tried to see if Kiara was listening but couldn’t tell much. He adjusted his shirtsleeves and continued. “This.. all this stuff we’re doing right now really needs to be finished quickly, and... well the foreman asked us if we could gather any people to come and do some extra bits and pieces. No actual building work or anything like that. You know, just holding a tape measure, sweeping up, stuff like that.” Still nothing but silence. “So anyway. I knew you weren’t having a great time at the moment, and I told him that you might want to come with me tonight and help out. Well? what teacher do you say?” This time, Kiara did react, and it was noticeable. The fork fell from her limp hand and pussy crashed masturbating noisily against her plate. She sat bolt upright, forcing her back against the chair and making the wood creak. “No. No I don’t want to go. Mum, tell him, I won’t go.” Her voice was still weak, though the words sounded frantic. Her eyes were looking pleadingly over at her mum, ignoring Phil altogether. He pushed me to sit in the cot. I weakly shook my head. “I promise that I am going to make it up to you though. “So, enjoying the dance Mike?” Jim said, without even looking at me. From the waist up, she was completely normal, but from the waist down, her legs had been replaced with a tail as thick as a tree trunk, at big least thirty feet long and covered with obsidian black scales, coiled throughout the room. “Probably, but judging by your displays in Ibiza I think that you’d really enjoy teacher flashing your goodies in a skirt like that.” The clit was very amateur hard now, twitching obscenely with its need tits to be licked and sucked. I may call them personally and invite them as well. It’s a struggle just to make my way to the door. My member reared, his tip was moist. masturbating She quickly caught her breath and then continued to pussy lick and suck and clean up anything he had left. The young girl was too ashamed to say the words that would encourage him to start again but her wide green eyes pleaded silently with him. Jen asked me why. ELENA