That they had nothing to do with martial arts was nobody's business but our own.As we became more and more warmed up, we moved faster and faster. And ...then, I discovered that Whitney still knew things that I did not.I swear the punch she threw never touched me. It wasn't even a punch. Her hand shot out toward my chest, palm facing me. The impact hit me way before her hand did. It lifted me off the floor and I came down hard on my butt with my mouth open staring at her.Whitney had mastered air.I. “This is brilliant on their part. There is no way to mistake which set of keys we pick out. This is their way of letting us choose what we do from here. You know I’m in, but I’m going to let you choose. No pressure on you and no judgment,” Amanda said to me in a whisper. “If you’re not ready, just pick out your husband’s keys. I will be fine either way.”“So, you guys are putting this all on me. Damn, my stomach is doing flip-flops. I don’t know if I can do it. Thank s for not pressuring me.”We. What she knew, was she was very happy and lucky to have parents that she did and her life could not be any better. The only complain, if any, was this highly developed sex drive that she had even at that tender age. Always a very intelligent student she knew even at that age, that her condition was called nymphomania.But she would have choosen that nymphomania over the revelation she was hit with today, on her 17th birthday. The truth about her birth, about her past and about the destiny her. Taking out the rabbit he handed it over to me. "Are you going to try it out?" he asked with a smirk on his face. "Well that's if you don't mind" I replied. I could tell he had no objections. Slipping my undies off I switched on the rabbit. He was looking in the rear view mirror watching as the rabbit touched my clit. "Why don't you join me in the back" I asked. He leapt out the front and before I knew it he was next to me. "Take over" I told him as he took the rabbit. I spread my legs wider as.