????? ?What, apig that can?t oink properly.? Tryagain,? said Maurice putting his shoulder into the next blow.????? In spiteof the firestorm on her but...tocks she improved on her next attempt.????? ?Betterbut not truly satisfactory, promise me you?ll work on your pig imitation,? saidMaurice once more pressing his hand against his wife?s wet sex.? He had always been amazed at her capacity toexude lubricant when experiencing pain.?He wiped his hand on her lower back to remove some of the fluid.????. Then he parted her thighs and with his fingers found her clitois which he massaged with his forefinger. At this point, Tehanee came alive and started to squeal wrigle, and sigh. Trevor continued to massage her clitoris with his forefinger, and the girl kept on wriggling and squealing. Her eyes also started to glaze and her breath was coming in short gasps. Trevor next parted her cunt lips and found that she was dripping wet with white cunt juice. Her eyes were now half closed and her. Dave looked embarrassed as he passed me. "I'm sorry," he said. "Henryhad a doctor's appointment and Cindy said it was an emergency."Then he moved on.Was I mad at Cindy?Not really.I had a better story to tell.Daddy brought home a pizza and we all shared our day. Though Cindy andI kept it G-rated.Cindy and I had a lot to talk about in bed that night. She knew Iforgave her about Dave. After all, it was an emergency.She wanted to know every detail about Mr. Longfellow. And I know shewas. Anyway, when I get my chance to talk, it's like I have to prove myself orsomething. Kylie doesn't just believe me, like the police, or Liv, orRachel. No, I have to tell her all my feelings and thoughts from as farback as I can remember. The problem was that no matter what I toldher--whether it was the story of the English lady being kissed; the way mydad treated me; my feelings about him; or even the relationship I hadwith Garrett--she would say that such thoughts and feelings were notuncommon.