He grabbed each cheek roughly and pulled them apart. I felt that pressure return against my hole, but now, slowly smoothly, but persistently, it enter...ed me. To this day, that is the best feeling. That insistence a top has when he's entering you for the first time. Slowly you feel the pressure of his head against your hole. Then some resistance. The, slowly, it enters, and then the feeling of your hole opening, opening, opening as though it's never going to end...and, part of you pouts when it. . Uhhh..." she stammered."Did I interrupt something?" the Doctor said, smiling, well aware of his assistant's state of arousal; Nancy was speechless."You might want to go into the Break Room," he continued, his smile getting bigger, "it's equipped with everything you need to... 'relieve your tensions', Nancy." Ummmm..." Nancy still didn't know what to say until a thought hit, "Let's get this started, and then I'll take a break, OK?" Good idea," the Doctor replied, impressed with her. Like marriage?”Bobby laughed.“Nope. No marriage for us. That’s not going to happen.”“Does she know that?” Monica felt entitled to ask this out of a feeling of sisterhood.“Oh yeah. She knows it,” he said, still grinning.“So ... I don’t get it,” said Monica. “You like each other. But you didn’t classify her as just a friend.” She blinked. “Do you have sex with her?”She covered her mouth immediately with one hand. She hadn’t meant to actually ask that question. It had merely been the unintended. .. companion!” I encouraged Jenny and Carrie in particular to help position Jamie between Myrcella’s legs.Yes, Myrcella Baratheon, Princess of Dorne by marriage, and widely known these days to be his own daughter as well as his niece. We had just engineered some wonderful fatherly incest. King Jamie would not realize what he had done until dawn, if he ever did, but by that time, the deed would be done. He had fucked his own sister and bred her ... now he was to couple with his very own daughter.