I don't drive so well downtown, but I wanted to see them off. Can you do that?" Of course." Then we should be home by the time school's done and we ca... get Steve and Sheila to meet us at my place." Then we'll be fucking," I said."Oh my god, yeah!" I can't wait!"Charlotte just groaned in response, a long, slow, frustrated groan, like a starving woman with a steak dangling before her nose."I gotta go take a bath," she said. "I'm so excited."She giggled, and I throbbed again."How do you feel?" she. She feels the throb of her clit and a fire building deep in her cunt.Watching as he moves over to her right nipple and slowly bends it back again, she waits."Snap" OOOuuu"she feels the sting and throb again, her eyes locked on the ruler, her lips parted, her breathing ragged, as George now gently starts snapping her breasts, the sides, the undersides, then again her nipples."Oohhh, God"Then she watches, as it scrapes down her stomach, out around her hips, the outside of her thighs, the inside,. .. In any case Momma got on with the practical parts, "We accept. Are there more rules?" Javier said we could move them anywhere, like a coat rack or something -- but we had to do the hard part -- backing onto them. That Nana said she would be happy to offer advice. Momma sent me to the replicator for lubricant while she undressed the Decurion; Nana advised her to use melted butter, which seemed weird, but hey, it shouldn't hurt us at least ... I put the butter on the desk and started. Robin likes me to bang the back door, which her husband is apparently too squeamish to invade. I think he's a dope. Poke her butt hole with a good-size pole (like mine) and she goes bat shit. Better hold on tight though, because she’ll buck you off faster than a Brahma bull. Oh, yeah, I do Robin on Wednesdays—hump day. Thursday is the high point of my week. That's when I get to spend an hour or more with Brittany, a twenty-something trailer-park type with big hair and a dynamite body. I've.