“Miss Nancy, why does daddy bump mama’s behind so hard sometimes that she yells out and moves so funny?”Then, a question out of the blue that go...t her to thinking about the impression that oral sex had on children who had no idea about the process.“Miss, Nancy, why does mama let daddy put his stick thing into her mouth and make her swallow his medicine all down into her tummy?”She had a hard time trying to figure out how to answer such questions without confusing the children more than they. His fur was pure charcoal. His long, sharp claws were ideal for picking blueberries, but I knew they would work just as well to slice through my skin. I knew I should have been terrified, but the more I stared at the bear, the more entranced I grew. The sight of his powerful jaw, the ripple of his muscles beneath his fur, everything he did drew me in like a moth to flame. I didn’t understand what was happening until it was too late.“I’m getting turned on!” I realized. It took all I had not to. I try to crawl away but can't manage it before he's on top of me, oh shit I think starting to panic. The bear paws at me again managing to roll me over and tears the top of my pants, he seems to know what he's doing and what he wants. Because he paws at me again and pulls my cargo pants down mid thigh, showing off the top of my stockings, and my panties down to where the waist band is just above my mound. The bear paws at me once more and my womanhood is exposed to this horny beast, holy shit I. "Every single one of them." Oh, Garry," she breathed. "They must really have liked you and thought a lot of you." Her heart filled with pride.They did not dally after dinner. Garry was clearly exhausted emotionally and physically. Polly led him upstairs. Becca rang Molly."This is getting to be a habit," grumbled Molly good naturedly."Be gentle with her, love. There's been a major crisis. Let her tell you in her own good time." OK, Becca love. I thought there might be trouble if Garry was home.