."Do you want to see it Sara???? Do you want to see his cock??" Jesse says while looking right at me.....My hand now on my cock through my shorts..."J...esse......I don't.....I can't......OMG..." Sara lets out a slightly louder moan...."Don't you want to see It Sara, he is touching it right now, watching me play with your pussy....Don't you want to see how hard you make him????" Jesse continues staring at me......."I ....I ......" Sara stutters....."Don;t you want to see my dads dick? I know you. I knew everything would be fine, but post puberty meant that there was more to this than the simple heart rate and blood pressure. It will be fine honey. My mom made every attempt to ease my nerves. Her motherly voice was hollow, offering little to find comfort in. I knew she was trying her best, but behind the words, she too remembered her experience. I know, just not sure I want Dr. Andrews seeing me in that way. I was comfortable with my doctor, but had never revealed much of myself to a guy. Sitting in the doctor's office, awaiting a gynecological exam. Anywhere, other than over her brother's knee. She yowled in pain."David! David, stop!"David's right hand came down with a resounding smack, making the flesh of her bottom compress and rebound, making Jennifer howl again."David, please!"David spanked her again.Bare-bottomed, her jeans and panties down around her knees, Jennifer's rear end bore a profusion of white-rimmed hand prints. They tattooed both her cheeks equally, and David. Purposely mixed signals.I started with three-inch heels to make us the same height. A simple, gray linen shift, sleeveless to highlight my tan and my guns.As we were leaving the Wrigley, Walker conducted a formal inspection. He frowned at me, “Commando?”Pilar mock-slapped him, “Papi!”Vanessa grinned and lifted the hem of my knee-length skirt.Our ride, the freight elevator, arrived just as I patted the instant bulge.Sandy and Caitlin Seaver. I could do one thing. If my boss approved. I called.