I reached for her hand and held it firmly, trying to comfort her. It was very hard to do that when I felt so miserable myself.“How long do you think... it’s been going on?” Joyce asked.“I don’t know. I know Anna has been acting funny for about three months, but I never thought that she would do this.”“Mike has been acting funny about the same amount of time,” Joyce said, looking down onto the table.“What are we going to do?”I shook my head, “I don’t know, Joyce. We’ve been together for twenty-six. “And if you get hard try not to poke me with it, ok?”My head was spinning. “Uh ok” was all I could manage. I wondered if she knew what I’d done last night to my sock, or maybe she heard me since the walls are thin. Suddenly I was very sweaty. Amy was almost to the shed and I hurried to catch up. We arrived and Amber wasn’t there. We stood around but it felt awkward just lingering. Suddenly I had an idea.“If we go IN the shed, we can see through the holes in the metal” I offered. “Dad had put a. It ended up with him slowly forcing his big cock down my throat until I'd gag. Then he'd pull out and hold my heart shaped face in between his big thumb and finger, pinching my face hard and threatening me with an ass whipping if I didn't take it all. I had tears streaming down my cheeks from the force of his cock in my throat. He 'd ask me if I understood, and I'd nod my head meekly. Then it would start all over again - until finally he put his hand under my chin and the other hand behind my. Louise and I had been laughing at the ads in the back of a PlayGirl magazine. (Someone had given me a subscription for a previous birthday!) One ad showed a Hippity Hop with a nodule on the top. You could choose from a variety of dildos to affix to the top of the Hippity Hop, and then ride the hell out of it. Great idea actually. But anyway, we got to talking about sex toys, when I came up with the brilliant idea for us to find an adult book store and go tour all the toys and such. I always.