“Ah Ah” he said shaking his head for additional effect, “We need the most accurate reading”“Pardon me” I said shocked, “Just what do you... have in mind”“Tammy” he said authoritatively “The most accurate temperature measure is rectal”“No way” I pulled the doona cover up to my neck and clenched it very firmly.“Ah... So you are faking it...Sally won’t be happy when she finds out”Arsehole I thought...playing the stressed out mummy card.“Look leave it with me...I’ll do it myself and you come back in. " It crossed my mind that he was right. "Why not enjoy it?”, I thought. I have wanted this for a while now. There is literally nothing that I can do short of beating this guy's ass and we both know that will never happen. I should just enjoy it and let it happen. If I don't like it at least I will finally know. He started squeezing my back down and I gave easily. I bent over across his thigh and took the head of his cock in my mouth. It was hard, warm, and fleshly. I wasn’t how I imagined it,. Slowly he withdrew the dildo from Amy’s cunt as he prepared to cover it with the condom in his hand. But to his surprise, as he did so, Amy reached for it. Was she going to put it on? Then, as she pulled the dildo from his hand, she sat herself up, resting again on her arms, and reached for his left arm. Instantaneously, he dropped the erection he had been caressing as she drew his arm towards her, but her mind was made up. As he dropped his cock, she too dropped his hand, this time reaching. The music stopped, the bellson the wide leather bands around her wrists and ankles making the final sound. "It's no good, even my favourite dancer can't make me forget that bastard!" The man took a deep pull on the hookah on the floor beside him. He leantback against the cushions and blew out a cloud of grey smoke. "Opal, you're getting fat," "No fatter than I was last month master when you called me the hottestslut in your harem" said the kneeling woman, keeping her head pressedfirmly to the.