*A year later, all was well in our household. I was a full-time mother of a healthy baby and a part time lecturer having given up all but a few hours ...a week at my job.Will had no suspicions about his status as a father; I was as happy as I had ever been. We had even started trying for a second baby while we were both still relatively young - though so far without success.With a small child in the house I had found I did indeed have much more in common with the WAGs. Freed from my job, I even. But he was applying every one of his methods and he was doing a good job of blowing her mind.He clamped down on her clit with his lips and started to suck it up into his mouth. The little female penis was as hard as a rock and standing tall in its stimulated fashion. As he sucked and sucked on it, she was losing all control over her mind, her soul and her physical well being. She was gyrating her poor little body all over the sofa trying to dislodge his hungry mouth from her nubbin yet. Lane tried to yell into the gag as he struggled but could only watch asthe large white door was quietly pulled shut and then locked once again!He heard the faint buzzing of the little box still on the dresser stillswitched to the mid position, he felt the large dildo stretching himtight and felt the teasing oscillations continuing to massage him! Lanefelt spent but with the continued massaging of the pulsing dildo only afew minutes went by until he was being involuntarily stimulated. Emma's ability to laugh off the bomb annoyed her as it interfered with her reasoning for remaining as quiet as possible during the rape. The day before, she had considered narrating to Emma those early morning hours, her embarrassment, her fears for the children and the pain she had endured, arms stretched out, legs tethered on the wooden piano stool. Finally, she decided that there was little to be gained by reopening the issue except her own satisfaction and so she tried hard to adopt the.