“That’s psychological warfare. They’re all eight or nine?”“Yes.”“Lets not fret. Just promise one thing.”“What?”“If one of the bo...ys is really upset, you’ll point and mumble and ‘take off ‘ the curse.”“I promise.”“Do you want to read more of Dot to your sister?”“Not today.”A few months later, Rachel greeted Patrick with “Sam’s school report came today.”“Is it OK?”“His teachers report that he sits alone and lunches alone. He does well on his exams, but does not appear interested in any of the. She was dreading the day that she'd either have to start explaining and telling everyone or that she'd just show up at the JAG offices one morning in maternity clothes. Either way, it would be an interesting moment when she had to let everyone know that she was going to be having a baby. She also dreaded having to tell Mattie, Harm's legal ward, that she'd gotten knocked up. Jennifer felt that her life was relatively unhampered but then she felt sort of responsible for the example she set. “Yes.”“Say ‘please’”.Naomi giggled and did as he asked, getting into the game. In her funny Mickey Mouse voice, she pleaded; “Please, Mick, please put your big hot cock in me! I want it Mick, I ... Oh Mick! Thank you! Yes, yes! Deeper! Put it in all the way!”“Oh, baby, you’re good!” said Mick with a laugh, as he did what my wife was asking him to, and slid his long hard penis up into her well lubricated and very willing little body.My heart was on fire, and so was my dick, as I listened to my. I still can’t take a cock in my ass very well. I know all of that now, thanks to Mr Fleming.? She began to cry. Her husband marveled at the excruciating pain she must be in, his eyes dancing excitedly over the tortured gashes burned into her once beautiful body, Monica composed herself enough to continue reciting the words that he had pounded in her. ?Sir fucked me harder than you ever could. I never thought getting fucked could be so good.??Tell him what you like now,? prompted.