And there are a couple of young sergeants who apparently drove over from Camp Lejeune, one’s talking to Dad, in his horrible outfit, and one to Spat...s.And when the fellas go out for a smoke, Spats is telling Mother ?I don’t think I can do it, Mother?please don’t make me do this. I don’t want to suck that man’s penis. Please, Mother don’t do this to me.?And Mother ever the whorehouse madam is going ?I’m sorry, dear, but if you want to cum again before you graduate, you’re going to have to do what. . to talk, uh, a bit, uh . . . about what happened today . . . if you don’t mind?” “Sure Dee. Are you mad at me?” Spencer asked. “I just have never seen a girl naked and I really wanted to keep looking at you. Please don’t tell mom or anything, she’d be totally pissed.”“I’m not gonna tell mom” Deanna assured her brother. “I asked Natalie today about girls, ya know, uh, doing that too and I think she does it herself. I’d never even tried before this morning, ya know? But, when you were. And I’ve discussed it with her. I believe her when she says she’s more than willing to be impregnated by Jason.“Besides,” Donna continued, “it’s not completely a vengeance fuck ... my feelings toward her are complicated, but I do love Kelly.”Harry“You could have fucked her right there in the middle of cocktails and no one would have said a word,” Margo said as they relaxed with coffee after dinner.“I imagine I could have,” Harry replied. “And how would you feel about that?”“My love,” Margo. I was impressed though and, thought to myself more than once that, had our positions been reversed, I would probably have been crying like a baby by now. The maid's control was quite incredible and, her tolerance superb.Returning the implement to its place of storage, Irena chose a different implement which, she handed to me. It consisted of a long wooden handle, covered with thin leather strips to give the wielder surer grip and, was tipped with a further six of these strips, hanging loosely.