She was really mad at me. But she loves to get it usually, doggy I mean, from the back." So do I." I grinned up at him.It was kind of gloomy in the ce...llar, but I didn't turn on the lights over the ping-pong table. I just kissed him and pulled his shirt out of his pants. I didn't want him looking at me too closely since I still had some baby fat here and there and my boobs weren't much although they were a lot better this month, nice handfuls, and I was basically hairless down there. What I was. Jen was looking at me and crying. She moaned "Oh, noooooo."I remember looking at her and, just before I turned away to leave I said "You fucking Bitch!" As I slammed my truck door and started it she was running across the grass toward me. I could see she was still crying but I couldn't hear what she was saying. I just tromped the pedal to the metal and spun tires out of there. I got part way home and saw I had carried the rock with me. I threw it as far out the window as I could while I drove. When he walked into the living room his mom was sitting on the couch watching television now wearing a bathrobe. It looked like she had also decided to wear something more comfortable for the night. Brady also noticed a liter of whiskey, cans of Coke, tumblers, and shot glasses that sat on the coffee table."Wow! Looks like we have our own mini bar in the living room," Brady said."I just brought in a few things so we wouldn't have to get up too often. It's much easier to just reach over and. ” I walked to him without hesitation, unlike our first meeting. “I know you have a long afternoon ahead of you, but J wanted me to examine you, run some tests before he gets home.” I nodded. “Stand in front of me.” I moved in front of him. I wasn’t sure if it was the morning full of vigorous work, the early morning punishment session, the clips, the surprise visit of the doctor or his simple orders, but I felt myself growing aroused. “Stand in profile, Krys,” he said. I did. “You’ve lost a.