He could feel his cock pressing her tissues against his hand. He ejaculated, feeling exquisite physical pleasure and also the excitement of knowing sh...e was probably getting pregnant. He also found himself excited at her discomfort."Uhhhh, Jason," said Dr. Watkins. "How's it going?" Just great, doctor, just great," he said."Your enthusiasm is nice, and it's great you're doing four girls a day, but you've got to cut back on the things you do to hurt them. That last one has some pretty serious. “It,s just a loin cloth Anna. I play like I,m an Indian brave!” “Obviously it turns you on then?” She laughed. At first I,d been very worried she,d tell Mom and Dad, but she added “I have sexual fantasies some times, too where I think I,m Cleopatra and Marc Antony is making love to me.” “Who.s he?” I asked. “He was the Egyptian Queen,s Roman Lover! Didn,t they teach you any history?” “Yeah I guess they did.” “Why don,t you go back inside and I,ll make us something to drink?” She suggested. So. It wasn't fair what she was doing to me. All day the next day I thought about it. I don't know how I got any work done. Thank heavens I work at a desk because I'm sure I was noticeably hard, especially when I decided her punishment. If she was going to be a slut, I decided she would be my slut.I left work that day so that I would be home before she got home from school. Out by our shed we had an old pallet, I nailed a sturdy piece of plywood to it and set it up in the livingroom, complete with. Mary crying when she took her favourite dress from the paper box under the kitchen table and saw it was covered in chocolate. Mary emptying out her purse and handing the last remaining bills to Sandy. A full-length shot in the mirror of Sandy riding Mary on all fours, turning to wave at the imagined audience. That grin again. Mary loved that photo, the one with Sandy in it in full and on her bending back. She looked at it every night on her phone before she went to sleep. Mary had her first.