He feels her pussy tighten around his fingers and he takes his other hand away from her nipples and breasts and plays with her clit. It's swollen and ...pulsating badly. She starts to beg him to stop but he fingers her clit and hole more and more. Not being able to take any more she grabs his hand on her clit and begs him to stop. He pulls his fingers out of her and stops playing with her clit. Quickly he undoes his jeans and pulls them and his underwear off. He grabs her hips and pulls her to the. " Daddy," Kathy quizzed, "what did she mean when she said the new sexretary was 'one of them'?" Oh, that. She meant she went to convent school." But," Christi wondered, "I always thought convent girls wore chastity belts when they went out and got implants to keep them from, you know, ever wanting sex." Yeah, that's true," Daddy explained, "but it's hard to make the kind of money a sexretary does. A lot of times their husbands insist they go to work without their belts because they need the. Then I stepped into thejean skirt and zipped up the back, stepped into my Mary Janes andclipped them closed. Mom walked in. "Now, missy. Go sit on the make-uptable and let mommy fix your hair." As I looked in the mirror I sawthat the once neat braids had become loose and messy. "Mommy" sat medown at the make-up table and began brushing out my hair. After she wasdone, she grabbed a pink scrunchie and pulled my hair back into aponytail. As she worked she noticed that I kept looking at all. We had a quite filling lunch. We had gained an hour, so we decided to have a recovery nap of sorts.We were performing two consecutive nights at the George R. Brown Convention Center, taking up two contiguous halls, so we could have about 10,000 fans at the event. After the nap, we took an easy five-minute car trip to find our place. After a bit of trouble finding the best lot to park in, we saw Michael and his Orchestra setting up to practice. They were just getting ready to play something, so.