The back of her hand touched it and she froze, sucking in a deep breath and holding it. He hunched down and raised his arm, cupping her breast in his ...palm and squeezing, his head still tucked against his shoulder.Gwen felt like fainting, but her hand opened and her fingers laced around the staff of his penis gently at first and then harder as her breath came in rapid pants.The cock-head grew in her palm and she pulled it down slowly, feeling the hard flesh grow turgid and the sticky drops of. “How soon can you see Wendy, I know she and Karen are anxious to begin,” Carla asked.“I looked at me appointment calendar, is this Friday at 11 am okay?”“Absolutely!” Karen replied loudly, and Wendy agreed.“Is Wendy with you now?”“Yes, she is,” Karen beamed.“Hi Doctor Dunn, I’m Wendy.”“I will give you a full examination Friday morning and we’ll start the plans for a pregnancy.”“Thank you so much!”“Now don’t get your hopes up too soon. This procedure has never been done before that I’m aware of,. .She lay down on her bed, naked but for the collar He'd given her, legs splayed and her right hand pressed against her mound. Her left hand trailed along her body squeezing her breasts hard and pinching her nipples then releasing them when the pressure got too intense then gradually closing her hand around them again and again. The delicious spike of pain added a sharp thrill to her pleasure, taking the edge off yet paradoxically driving her closer home. Caught up in the feelings she was. He lay dressed only in his underpants, the noises of the porno still reverberating of the walls, the smell of his sweatiness, in the heat of the room, sweet and sickly, the **** of the girl being fucked by the numerous black men, against her will, flickering on the big screen, made my own cunny tighten, as my eyes fell on my uncles underpants and the outline of his cock, hard and thick, tempted my resolve for me to reach out and touch it.I was but a girl of twelve, barely starting on her.