It hurt so much as I cried out stop. It felt like it did when i had sex for the first time. He did not stop till I felt his balls against my body. He ...bent down to my ear and whispered to me, you are now my slut now, how dose it feel having me inside of you. With tears running down my face I had to say good. I was bent over the desk that felt for hours till he flipped me over and started over with me on my back with my legs over his shoulders. In back in my mind I was asking, how long can he. " Not much I can do about that. Tim McNish ever come to visit you? Boy's a good carpenter." You know I'm not going to tell you who comes to my bed. That's my business, but I think I am going to have to go down to Georgetown for the winter again. It'll be December soon." Damn hard, Annie. Thought with the stove, you could stay," Beall said, shaking his head. "Say, did you ever know a young whore name of Joan Suede down there, the Swede some call her?" What's that to you? Think of taking your. ."Naturally, I asked Kim her version of the story. Kim smiled. "I love my daughter." You'd've had to give birth when you were eight," I laughed."Oh, yeah ... then that means you'd've been doing me when I was seven. Ewwwww!" She giggled. "But on the original question ... Something's going on, but Vicki won't tell me anything but that her mom will talk to you. And me."Two weeks into Vicki's visit, she'd talked to her mom every other day, more or less. I listened in on one of the calls, Vicki. One hand immediately went to her breasts as the other went to her slit. She started stroking both areas apparently with renewed zeal.I whispered to Jasmine, “She’s masturbating as she watches us.”Jasmine kissed me long and hard. “We are pretty hot. You fuck really well.”We put on a bit of a show for our ‘hidden’ audience. We lasted about ten more minutes until we both declared we were near, and allowed ourselves to fall over the edge into large orgasms. I took a sideways glance at the window.